Your body is the harp of your soul and it is yours to bring forth sweet music from it or confused sounds.

Words are timeless. You should utter them or write them with a knowledge of their timelessness.

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

Truth is like the stars; it does not appear except from behind obscurity of the night. Truth is like all beautiful things in the world; it does not disclose its desirability except to those who first feel the influence of falsehood. Truth is a deep kindness that teaches us to be content in our everyday life and share with the people the same happiness.

Hearts united in pain and sorrow will not be separated by joy and happiness. Bonds that are woven in sadness are stronger than the ties of joy and pleasure. Love that is washed by tears will remain eternally pure and faithful.

And that which sings and contemplates in you is still dwelling within the bounds of that first moment which scattered the stars into space.

Give me an ear and I will give you a Voice.