Every moment I shape my destiny with a chisel - I am the carpenter of my own soul.

Keep on knocking 'til the joy inside opens a window look to see who's there

On a day when the wind is perfect, the sail just needs to open and the world is full of beauty. Today is such a day.

I want to say words that flame as I say them, but I keep quiet and don't try to make both words fit in one mouthful.

Each has to enter the nest made by the other imperfect bird.

Is your face a beautiful blossom or a sweet torture? I have no complaints but my heart is tempted to let you hear of its sorrows.

Each and every part of the world is a snare for the fool and a means of deliverance for the wise.