The one who plants trees, knowing that he will never sit in their shade, has at least started to understand the meaning of life.
To be constantly changing one's plans isn't decision at all-it's indecision.
Love's gift cannot be given, it waits to be accepted.
A thorn can only be extracted if you know where it is.
Death is turning out the lamp because the dawn has appeared.
Yes, all my illusions will burn into illumination of joy, and all my desires ripen into fruits of love.