Nature is an outcry, unpolished truth; the art—a euphemism—tamed wilderness.
In the essence of truth lies deceit.
In a myriad of ways you tell one truth.
Deliver thunder, GodIf you choose not to talk.
I imagined I was God for a millisecond And became speechless for a long time.
God is a cloud from which rain fell.
Devil and God – two sides of the same face.
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