My dear soul, flee from the worthless, stay close only to those with a pure heart. Like attracts like. A crow will lead you to the graveyard, a parrot to a lump of sugar.

To me nothing in the world is as precious as a genuine smile, especially from a child.

Your hand opens and closes and opens and closes. If it were always a fist or always stretched open, you would be paralyzed.

Innumerable changes of moods are yours, and they are uncontrolled by you. If you knew their origin, you would be able to dominate them. If you cannot localize your own changes, how can you localize that which formed you?

You are the mirror of divine beauty.

Do not grieve over any joy that has gone forever, for it will return to you in another form, know that for sure.

Once you conquer your selfish self, all your darkness will change to light.