Yet has not Man wept at the sounds? And are not his tears eloquent understanding?
Those who give you a serpent when you ask for a fish, may have nothing but serpents to give.
A look which reveals inward stress adds more beauty to the face, no matter how much tragedy and pain it bespeaks; but the face which, in silence, does not announce hidden mysteries is not beautiful, regardless of the symmetry of its features.
Like the seeds dreaming beneath the snow your heart dreams of spring.
Only love and death will change all things.
Always you have been told that work is a curse and labor a misfortune. But I say to you that when you work you fulfill a part of earth's furthest dream, assigned to you when that dream was born.