Set the bird's wings with gold and it will never again soar in thesky.

Life finds its wealth by the claims of the world, and its worth by the claims of love.

Power said to the world, "You are mine." The world kept it prisoner on her throne. Love said to the world, "I am thine." The world gave it the freedom of her house.

He only has freedom who ideally loves freedom himself and is glad to extend it to others. He who cares to have slaves must chain himself to them. He who builds walls to create exclusion for others builds walls across his own freedom. He who distrusts freedom in others loses his moral right to it.

Ah, thou hast made my heart captive in the endless meshes of thy music, my master!

[The poets' role is that of] capturing on their instruments the secret stir of life in the air and giving it voice in the music of prophecy

Love is when the soul starts to sing and the flowers of your life bloom on their own.