I want your sun to reach my raindrops, so your heat can raise my soul upward like a cloud.

Through love all that is bitter will be sweet.

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

This poetry. I never know what I'm going to say. I don't plan it. When I'm outside the saying of it, I get very quiet and rarely speak at all.

There is a city in which you find everything you desire-handsome people, pleasures, ornaments of every kind-all that the natural person craves. However, you cannot find a single wise person there.

people want you to be happy, don't keep serving them your pain

Break your pitcher against a rock. We don't need any longer to haul pieces of the ocean around.