When I stand before thee at the day's end, thou shalt see my scars and know that I had my wounds and also my healing.

If I call not thee in my prayers, if I keep not thee in my heart, thy love for me still waits for my love.

The greed for fruit misses the flower.

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.

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

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

Let this be my last word, that I trust in thy love.