There must be something strangely sacred about salt. It is in our tears and in the sea.

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 .

And forget not that the earth delights to feel your bare feet and the winds long to play with your hair.

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

You cannot judge any man beyond your knowledge of him, and how small is your knowledge.

You are a flower crushed beneath the feet of the animal that is concealed in a human being. Take comfort, in that you are the flower crushed and not the foot that has crushed it.

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