It is only when you are pursued that you become swift.
Mother: the most beautiful word on the lips of mankind.
Sadness is but a wall between two gardens.
And one of the elders of the city , said , speak to us of good and evil. And he answered : You are good in countless ways , and you are not evil when you are not good .
Like the seeds dreaming beneath the snow your heart dreams of spring.
The feelings we live through in love and in loneliness are simply, for us, what high tide and low tide are to the sea.