Thou hast brought the distant near and made a brother of the stranger.
I sit at my window gazing The world passes by, nods to me And is gone.
The main object of teaching is not to give explanations, but to knock at the doors of the mind.
If you shed tears when you miss the sun, you also miss the stars.
My day is done, and I am like a boat drawn on the beach, listening to the dance-music of the tide in the evening.
Those who own much have much to fear.