In desperate hope I go and search for her in all the corners of my house. I find her not. My house is small and what once has gone from it can never be regained. But infinite is thy mansion, my lord, and seeking her I have come to thy door.

Now it is time to sit quiet, face to face with thee, and to sing dedication of life in this silent and overflowing leisure.

Only in silence I find myself. Life in the city is so hectic that you lose the right perspective. It's important to know that our biggest resources are in our heart.

Let not the hours pass by in the dark. Kindle the lamp of love with thy life.

In Art, man reveals himself and not his objects.

The main object of teaching is not to give explanations, but to knock at the doors of the mind.

Gray hairs are signs of wisdom if you hold your tongue, speak and they are but hairs, as in the young.