To sense the peace of extinguished passion Happiness in not knowing the ultimate knowledge
To dream on occasion is not dreaming, To love on occasion is not love.
The world cannot be translated; It can only be dreamed of and touched.
If what we think of ourselves were true, the planet would overflow with geniuses.
If you are only what you are, You at least have a chance Not to outsmart, But be on a par with yourself And that is worth trying.
One hand I extend into myself, the other toward others.