I say one thing, you write another, and those who read you understand still something else! I say: cross, death, kingdom of heaven, God...and what do you understand? Each of you attaches his own suffering, interests and desires to each of these sacred words, and my words disappear, my soul is lost. I can't stand it any longer!

I was like the patient who cannot explain to the doctor where it hurts, only that it does.

Ying-ying, you have tiger eyes. They gather fire in the day. At night they shine golden.

Written By Sophocles

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