If money could buy happiness, the rich would not drown their sorrows in expensive wine.

The soul's hands carry the heart's burdens.

Tears of joy are lighter than smiles of sorrow.

A man in his early prime contemplates on life, shattered by the distortions of society he gazes ahead in time. There were vows of happiness and fairy tale beginnings. Now there is nothing of that sort; now there is nothing that started the tales so bright. It's after all this while that he understands why fairy tales begin with 'once upon a time'...