Some of our children are our justifications and some are but our regrets
When you reach the end of what you should know, you will be at the beginning of what you should sense.
It is not the sap within the furrowed bark, nor a wing attached to a claw, But rather a garden forever in bloom and a flock of angels forever in flight.
Zeal is a volcano, the peak of which the grass of indecisiveness does not grow.
Enthusiasm is a volcano on whose top never grows the grass of hesitation.
How often have you sailed in my dreams. And now you come in my awakening, which is my deeper dream.