Can anyone not believe in fairies yet learn from fairy-tales?

Is it possible to understand how we should live our lives

From the interaction of some supernatural creatures with magical mights?

It is however true that we do not know what we have got until we lose it

We also do not know what we have been missing until it arrives

What is man’s ultimate direction in his continuity?

Is it not to look for love, truth, virtue, and beauty?

Does anything else make its way more directly into the soul than symmetry?

Elegance is not caused, it is, and love is the only translator

That has the power to describe it as simple as possible

While the perception of it remains a complex moral trial

It sure hurts to love someone and not be loved in return

But not as much as never finding the courage to let it be known

How unspeakably sensually you discern

Hope and chance pain; try and hazard failure

Laugh as easily as you breathe and love as long as you endure

Do not start a new beginning, just deliver a happy ending

The world needs people who have come alive with a risk well worth taking

Is it better to be loved for someone you are not in human form

Than to be hated for who you are at a point of passion that deranges the core?

Do we hate someone whom we really wish to love, but we cannot love?

Did those who hate most fervently once love deeply?

Is hatred a disguised form of love felt irresistibly easily?

It is impossible to be lovesick and act wisely

Since romance is a solemn but pleasurable psychopathy

Perhaps we simply hate that which we often fear

The way we are supposed to love someone back upon request mindlessly

Find the right lover you shall be comfortable

Find not, you should try to become a sage philosopher