The deeper that sorrow carves into your being, the more joy you can contain.

A look which reveals inward stress adds more beauty to the face, no matter how much tragedy and pain it bespeaks; but the face which, in silence, does not announce hidden mysteries is not beautiful, regardless of the symmetry of its features.

It is not the sap within the furrowed bark, nor a wing attached to a claw, But rather a garden forever in bloom and a flock of angels forever in flight.

Yet has not Man wept at the sounds? And are not his tears eloquent understanding?

Cover me with soft earth, and let each handful be mixed With seeds ofjasmine, lilies, and myrtle; and when they Grow above me and thrive on my body's element they will Breathe the fragrance of my heart into space.

Philosophy's work is finding the shortest path between two points.

When you reach the heart of life you shall find beauty in all things, even in the eyes that are blind to beauty.