Death most resembles a prophet who is without honor in his own land or a poet who is a stranger among his people.

It is wrong to think that love comes from long companionship and persevering courtship. Love is the offspring of spiritual affinity and unless that affinity is created in a moment, it will not be created for years or even generations.

Braving obstacles and hardships is braver than retreat to tranquility.

Trees are poems the earth writes upon the sky, We fell them down and turn them into paper, That we may record our emptiness.

That which seems most feeble and bewildered in you is the strongest and most determined. Is it not your breath that has erected and hardened the structure of your bones?

Coming generations will learn equality from poverty, and love from woes.

The shepherd will deny the diseased lamb in fear of the flock.