Time is a factory where everyone slaves away earning enough love to break their own chains.

It is not easy to stop thinking ill of others.Usually one must enter into a friendship with a person who has accomplished that great feat himself.Then something might start to rub off on you of that true elegance.

Speak but little, and that little only when thy own purposes require it. Heaven has given thee two ears but only one tongue, which means: listen to two things, but be not the first to propose one.

There are different wells within your heart. Some fill with each good rain, Others are far too deep for that.

How Do I Listen to others? As if everyone were my Master Speaking to me His Cherished Last Words.

We don't need sugar, flour or rice or anything else. We just want to see our dear ones.

Love sometimes gets tired of speaking sweetly and wants to rip to shreds all your erroneous notions of the truth that make you fight within yourself, dear one, and with others, causing the world to weep on too many fine days... The Beloved sometimes wants to do us a great favor: Hold us upside down and shake all the nonsense out.