We are all prisoners but some of us are in cells with windows and some without.

Even while the Earth sleeps we travel.

And is not the lute that soothes your spirit the very wood that was hollowed with knives?

Conscience is a just but weak judge. Weakness leaves it powerless to execute its judgment.

Beauty is not a need but an ecstasy. It is not a mouth thirsting nor an empty hand stretched forth, But rather a heart enflamed and a soul enchanted.

Marriage is like a temple resting on two pillars. If they come too close to each other the temple will collapse.

A God who is good knows no segregation amongst words or names. And were a God to deny his blessing to those who pursue a different path to eternity, there would be no human who should offer worship.