UNITED COLOURS OF WISDOM – Inside the eddies of life, discovering the shape of passion, without moving the grass

HARMONY – A. Blok: Telling those who did not live, play fake and tragic harm. Discover a harmony, in discordant reel being. LOSS – Hakim Sanai: Why did you lose to think about the shape of what is? Why sighs of passion, for what is not? Of these two things, make it one, and swallowed it like honey. Then, netted her lips with a little land, and shut up. BETWEEN THE DRUMS – Muslih Ibn ad-Din Sa’di: If no one listens to him, or if it is not believed, among the wise foolish not grieve. Who among the drums will hear the lute, who amber scent which smells like garlic? RESTART – A. Gide: Everything has been said before, but since nobody listens we have to go back and start over. MIRRORS – Chuang-tse: The mind of the sage is like a mirror, does not move with things, nor anticipates. It responds to things, but not the holds. For this, the assay is capable of dealing with things, without suffering from their influence. NO MOVE – Maximum Buddhist: The essay goes into the forest and not moving the grass, into the water and does not produce eddies. CHILDREN – Leonardo da Vinci: Wisdom, is the daughter of experience.