Be like the flower, turn your faces to the sun.

Even while the Earth sleeps we travel.

You talk when you cease to be at peace with your thoughts.

Wisdom is not in words; Wisdom is meaning within words.

The poet is a bird of strange moods. He descends from his lofty domain to tarry among us, singing; if we do not honor him he will unfold his wings and fly back to his dwelling place.

For the sight of the angry weather saddens my soul and the sight of the town, sitting like a bereaved mother beneath layers of ice, oppresses my heart.

The smallest act of kindness is worth more than the greatest intention.