And one of the elders of the city , said , speak to us of good and evil. And he answered : You are good in countless ways , and you are not evil when you are not good .

For the first time the sun kissed my own naked face and my soul was inflamed with love for the sun, and I wanted my masks no more. And as if in a trance I cried, "Blessed, blessed are the thieves who stole my masks." Thus I became a madman.

Your freedom when it loses its fetters becomes itself the fetter of a greater freedom.

Education sows not seeds in you, but makes your seeds grow.

And your fragrance shall be my breath, And together we shall rejoice through all the seasons.

You were born together, and together you shall be forevermore. You shall be together when the white wings of death scatter your days. Ay, you shall be together even in the silent memory of God. But let there be spaces in your togetherness, and let the winds of the heavens dance between you.

As one's gifts increase, his friends decrease.