Poetry is not the opinion stated. It is a song that appears instead of a bloody wound or a smiling mouth.

I said to Life, I would hear Death speak. And Life raised her voice a little higher and said, You hear him now.

Do not fear the thorns in your path, for they draw only corrupt blood.

God has made many doors opening into truth which He opens to all who knock upon them with hands of faith.

The significance of a man is not in what he attains, but rather what he longs to attain.

And is not time even as love is, undivided and paceless? But if in you thought you must measure time into seasons, let each season encircle all the other seasons, And let today embrace the past with remembrance and the future with longing.

Our worst fault is our preoccupation with the faults of others.