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

that which is eternal within the moment only becomes shallow if spread out in time.

Stray birds of summer come to my window to sing and fly away. And yellow leaves of autumn, which have no songs, flutter and fall there with a sigh.

Gray hairs are signs of wisdom if you hold your tongue, speak and they are but hairs, as in the young.

The pious sectarian is proud because he is confident of his right of possession in God. The man of devotion is meek because he is conscious of God's right of love over his life and soul.

Your love keeps me afloat but will remain the anchor in my soul... I don't really have words to describe how romantic I find that. Your love is what keeps me going, but it's also the anchor that keeps me close to you. I love it!

And because I love this life, I know I shall love death as well.