We do not actually know other people; we only know our judgments.
Life moves forward. The old leaves wither, die and fall away, and the new growth extends forward into the light.
The greatest joys in life are found not only in what we do and feel, but also in our quiet hopes and labors for others.
The nightmare spirit of control has always been, and is, profoundly stupid.
Love only serves and does not calculate.
Every moment you are open, as a humble student, you are surrounded with infinite possibilities of choice.