Behind the veil of each night, there is a smilling dawn.
How often have you sailed in my dreams. And now you come in my awakening, which is my deeper dream.
Why dispute what we shall be, when we know not even what we are.
The silence of the envious is too noisy.
The song of the voice is sweet, but the song of the heart is the pure voice of heaven.
Your freedom when it loses its fetters becomes itself the fetter of a greater freedom.