"As the lines on the palm and forehead turned darker and thicker, as he matured along the highs and lows of life - wave, the hazy and blurred phrases shook off the dust of time and dried the moisture of pain, thus being vivid like an image on a carved glass. The incidences in his life ahead sharpened the blunt edges of diamond and the hitherto blurred prophecies found meaning, found reflection like that in a mirror."