The saint and the sinner are twin brothers...one was born but the moment before the other.

Like the seeds dreaming beneath the snow your heart dreams of spring.

I do not want you to hear that I LOVE you, but I want you to feel it without me having to say.

If you are poor, shun association with him who measures men with the yardstick of riches.

Knowledge of the self is the mother of all knowledge. So it is incumbent on me to know my self, to know it completely, to know its minutiae, its characteristics, its subtleties, and its very atoms.

Love... it surrounds every being and extends slowly to embrace all that shall be.

Marriage is like a golden ring in a chain, whose beginning is a glance and whose ending is eternity.