If you cry because the sun has gone out of your life, your tears will prevent you from seeing the stars.

To be constantly changing one's plans isn't decision at all-it's indecision.

The world has kissed my Soul with its pain, asking for its return in Songs.

The mountain remains unmoved at its seeming defeat by the mist.

I'm lost in the middle of my birthday. I want my friends, their touch, with the earth's last love. I will take life's final offering, I will take the last human blessing.

I do not love him because he is good, but because he is my child.

The fish in the water is silent, the animals on the earth is noisy, the bird in the air is singing. But man has in him the silence of the sea, the noise of the earth and the music of the air.