Marriage is like a temple resting on two pillars. If they come too close to each other the temple will collapse.
The lust for comfort, that stealthy thing that enters the house a guest, and then becomes a host, and then a master.
In the depth of my soul there is a wordless song.
He who passes not his days in the realm of dreams is the slave of the days.
The veil that clouds your eyes shall be lifted by the hands that wove it.
We are all prisoners but some of us are in cells with windows and some without.