Adventure is not something you travel to find. It's something you take with you, or you're not going to find it when you arrive.

Nothing reveals more about the inner life of a people than their arts.

Words are such small things, like confetti in the brain, and yet they are color and clarify everything, they can stain the mind or warp the feelings.

Love is like a batik created from many emotional colors, it is a fabric whose pattern and brightness may vary.

So often loneliness comes from being out of touch with parts of oneself. We go searching for those parts in other people, but there's a difference between feeling separate from others and separate from oneself.

Above all, we ask the poet to teach us a way of seeing.

The more we exile ourselves from nature, the more we crave its miracle waters.