In the autumn I gathered all my sorrows and buried them in my garden. And when April returned and spring came to wed the earth, there grew in my garden beautiful flowers unlike all other flowers. And my neighbors came to behold them, and they all said to me, "When autumn comes again, at seeding time, will you not give us of the seeds of these flowers that we may have them in our gardens?"

All our words are but crumbs that fall down from the feast of the mind.

Who can separate his faith from his actions, or his belief from his occupations?

It was in my heart to help a little because I was helped much.

It takes a minute to have a crush on someone, an hour to like someone, and a day to love someone... but it takes a lifetime to forget someone.

To know the pain of too much tenderness

Your freedom when it loses its fetters becomes itself the fetter of a greater freedom.