Tie two birds together. They will not be able to fly, even though they now have four wings.
If you find the mirror of the heart dull, the rust has not been cleared from its face.
Yesterday was glory and joy. Today, a blackened burn everywhere. On the record of my life, these two days will be put down as one
On the way there is no harder pass than this: fortunate is he who does not carry envy as a companion.
I have one small drop of knowing in my soul. Let it dissolve in your ocean.
What comes, will go. What is found, will be lost again. But what you are is beyond coming and going and beyond description.