We come from a dark abyss, we end in a dark abyss, and we call the luminous interval life.

This, I thought, is how great visionaries and poets see everything- as if for the first time. Each morning they see a new world before their eyes; they do not really see it, they create it.

I said only one word, brought only one message: Love. Love - nothing else.

We come from a dark abyss, we end in a dark abyss, and we call the luminous interval life.

There is no harsher means of punishment, than to answer malice with kindness.

When an almond tree became covered with blossoms in the heart of winter, all the trees around it began to jeer. 'What vanity,' they screamed, 'what insolence! Just think, it believes it can bring spring in this way!' The flowers of the almond tree blushed for shame. 'Forgive me, my sisters,' said the tree. 'I swear I did not want to blossom, but suddenly I felt a warm springtime breeze in my heart.

Every village has its simpleton, and if one does not exist they invent one to pass the time.