Pessimism is a form of mental dipsomania; it disdains healthy nourishment, indulges in the strong drink of denunciation, and creates an artificial dejection which thirsts for a stronger draught.

Boasting is only a masked shame; it does not truly believe in itself.

Only in silence I find myself. Life in the city is so hectic that you lose the right perspective. It's important to know that our biggest resources are in our heart.

These paper boats of mine are meant to dance on the ripples of hours, and not reach any destination.

The flower fades and dies; but he who wears the flower has not to mourn for it for ever.

Love gives beauty to everything it touches.

To the birds you gave songs, the birds gave you songs in return. You gave me only a voice, yet asked for more, thus I sing.