Only once have I been made mute. It was when a man asked me, 'Who are you?'

Love is life sharing, not for hurt, Love is alive both not ambiguous. Love is whole life, not an affair.

Your friend is your field which you sow with love and reap with thanksgiving.

The mother is everything - she is our consolation in sorrow, our hope in misery, and our strength in weakness. She is the source of love, mercy, sympathy, and forgiveness. He who loses his mother loses a pure soul who blesses and guards him constantly

Only love and death will change all things.

When you part from your friend, you grieve not; For that which you love most in him may be clearer in his absence, as the mountain to the climber is clearer from the plain.

I have never agreed with my other self wholly. The truth of the matter seems to lie between us.