It is better to rust out than wear out.
No soul can be forever banned, Eternally bereft, Whoever falls from God's right hand Is caught into his left.
The thing that is incredible is life itself.
Oft when the white, still dawn lifted the skies and pushed the hills apart, I have felt it like a glory in my heart.
By a divine paradox, wherever there is one slave there are two
Bowed by the weight of centuries he leans upon his hoe and gazes on the ground, the emptiness of ages in his face, and on his back the burden of the world.