Reach high, for stars lie hidden in you. Dream deep, for every dream precedes the goal.

In the drowsy dark cave of the mind dreams build their nest with fragments dropped from day's caravan.

The real frienship is like fluorescence, it shines better when everything has darken.

With begging and scrambling we find very little, but with being true to ourselves we find a great deal more.

The higher nature in man always seeks for something which transcends itself and yet is its deepest truth; which claims all its sacrifice, yet makes this sacrifice its own recompense. This is man's dharma, man's religion, and man's self is the vessel.

I'm lost in the middle of my birthday. I want my friends, their touch, with the earth's last love. I will take life's final offering, I will take the last human blessing.

The Taj Mahal rises above the banks of the river like a solitary tear suspended on the cheek of time.