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

Not hammer-strokes, but dance of the water, sings the pebbles into perfection.

Love remains a secret even when spoken, for only a true lover truly knows that he is loved.

The night kissed the fading day With a whisper: "I am death, your mother, From me you will get new birth."

Love is when the soul starts to sing and the flowers of your life bloom on their own.

Days come and ages pass, and it is ever he who moves my heart in many a name, in many a guise, in many a rapture of joy and of sorrow. Deliverance is not for me in renunciation. I feel the embrace of freedom in a thousand bonds of delight.

to tyrannize for the country is to tyrannize over the country