Let my thoughts come to you, when I am gone, like the afterglow of sunset at the margin of starry silence.

Life itself is a strange mixture. We have to take it as it is, try to understand it, and then to better it.

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.

Patriotism cannot be our final spiritual shelter; my refuge is humanity. I will not buy glass for the price of diamonds, and I will never allow patriotism to triumph over humanity as long as I live.

Perhaps the crescent moon smiles in doubt at being told that it is a fragment awaiting perfection.

To the guests that must go, bid God's speed and brush away all traces of their steps.

when you came you cried and everybody smiled with joy; when you go smile and let the world cry for you.