In loveโs country, language doesnโt have its place. Love is mute.
Trade your cleverness for bewilderment.
I will find new meaning in every joy and sorrow.
Roar, lion of the heart, and tear me open!
It is certain that an atom of goodness on the path of faith is never lost.
What is a tiny insignificant seed that, when Spring arrives, It should not be annihilated for a tree to arrive.