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

The greed for fruit misses the flower.

The thing which seems so glorious when viewed from the heights of the country's cause looks so muddy when seen from the bottom. One begins by getting angry and then feels disgusted.

Let me not beg for the stilling of my pain but for the heart to conquer it.

Those who own much have much to fear.

From the grasses in the field to the stars in the sky, each one is doing just that; and there is such profound peace and surpassing beauty in nature because none of these tries forcibly to transgress its limitations.

‎This I know... That often when I sang, and drummed, and danced, I found my eternity.