Love's gift cannot be given, it waits to be accepted.

God, the Great Giver, can open the whole universe to our gaze in the narrow space of a single land.

I am restless. I am athirst for faraway things. My soul goes out in a longing to touch the skirt of the dim distance. O Great Beyond, O the keen call of thy flute! I forget, I ever forget, that I have no wings to fly, that I am bound in this spot evermore.

Let me light my lamp", says the star, "And never debate if it will help to remove the darkness

Praise shames me, for I secretly beg for it.

We read the world wrong and say that it deceives us.

Great suffering brings with it the power of great endurance. When sorrow is deepest all the forces of patience and courage are banded together to do their duty. So while we are cowards before petty troubles, great sorrows make us brave by rousing our truer manhood.