The world is a playground -Indian

This earth, burnished by hearing the name, is so certain of love,
that the sky bends unceasingly down, to greet its own light.

Love cannot be seeded into someone. It is a fire that is difficult to kindle but once it takes on, it is equally difficult to extinguish.

Lest we forget: It is easy to be human, very hard to be humane

Whoever can't see the whole in every part plays at blind man's bluff. A wise man tastes the entire Tigris in every sip.

Consumed by the agony of remembrance The remembrance of night's festive company The one remaining candle flickers and dies.

For the raindrop, joy is in entering the river.