Each word that leaves the tongue must
be only meaningful and must contain the
wisdom of truth and love.
The truth that depicts no love but only spite,
must never escape the tongue and must be
compressed, forever, between the gates of your life.
Silence, My dears, is not a weakness but
is the strength that can swallow all weaknesses
and is the control that can bind all temptations of the ego.
The wolf that defends himself by howling all night
will only awaken to sunrise with the fatigue of no sleep
and he will be compelled to sleep in the brightness of daylight,
ignoring each task or duty to be performed.
