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

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

When you work you are a flute through whose heart the whispering of the hours turns to music. Which of you would be a reed, dumb and silent, when all else sings together in unison?

Let us disperse from our aloofness and serve the weak who made us strong, and cleanse the country in which we live. Let us teach this miserable nation to smile and rejoice with heaven's bounty and glory of life and freedom.

Let your bending in the Archer's hand be for gladness, for even as he loves the arrow that flies, so he loves also the bow that is stable.

A thief is a man in need. A liar is a man in fear.

You give but little when you give of your possessions. It is when you give of yourself that you truly give.