Why dispute what we shall be, when we know not even what we are.
And when you were a silent word upon Life's quivering lips, I too was there, another silent word. Then life uttered us and we came down the years throbbing with memories of yesterday and with longing for tomorrow, for yesterday was death conquered and tomorrow was birth pursued.
The truly good is he who is one with all those who are deemed bad.
When the earth shall claim your limbs, then shall you truly dance.
We are limited, not by our abilities, but by our vision.
We choose our joys and sorrows long before we experience them.