Be like the flower, turn your faces to the sun.
He who understands you is greater kin to you than your own brother. For even your own kindred neither understand you nor know your true worth.
Poetry is not the opinion stated. It is a song that appears instead of a bloody wound or a smiling mouth.
Love that does not renew itself every day becomes a habit and in turn a slavery.
When you are born, your work is placed in your heart.
I have learned silence from the talkative, toleration from the intolerant, and kindness from the unkind; yet, strange, I am ungrateful to those teachers.