I love you when you bow in your mosque, kneel in your temple, pray in your church. For you and I are sons of one religion, and it is the spirit.
The veil that clouds your eyes shall be lifted by the hands that wove it.
Enthusiasm is a volcano on whose top never grows the grass of hesitation.
I would not exchange the laughter of my heart for the fortunes of the multitudes.
The teacher gives not of his wisdom, but rather of his faith and lovingness.
Solitude is a silent storm that breaks down all our dead branches; yet it sends our living roots deeper into the living heart of the living earth.