Behold, I have reached the peak of the mountain and my spirit has taken flight in the heavens of freedom and liberation. I have gone far, far away, O children of my mother; the hills beyond the mists are now hidden from my view, the last traces of the valleys have been flooded by the ocean of serenity, and the paths and trails have been erased by the hand of oblivion. The roar of ocean waves has faded. I no longer hear anything but the anthem of eternity, which harmonizes with the spirit.

For what is it to die but to stand naked in the wind and to melt into the sun? And when the earth shall claim your limbs, then shall you truly dance.

Let your home be you mast and not your anchor.

Yesterday is ever jealous of...tomorrow.

He who does not see the kingdom of heaven in this life will never see it in the coming life.

Happiness is a vine that takes root and grows within the heart, never outside it.

The biggest thing in today's sorrow is the memory of yesterday's joy.