Find the sweetness in your own heart, then you may find the sweetness in every heart.
There is no salvation for the soul but to fall in love.
The morning wind spreads its fresh smell. We must get up and take that in, that wind that lets us live. Breathe before it's gone.
Last night my teacher taught me the lesson of Poverty: Having nothing and wanting nothing.
When you notice a fault in your neighbour, search for the same in yourself.
This poetry. I never know what I'm going to say.