Be with those who help your being. Don't sit with indifferent people, whose breath comes cold out of their mouths.

Just as the heart becomes carefree in a place of green, growing plants, goodwill and kindness are born when our souls enter happiness.

If all the harps in the world were burned down, still inside the heart there will be hidden music playing.

Everything you see has its roots in the unseen world. The forms may change, yet the essence remains the same.

There is an original inside me.

They are the privileged lovers who create a new world with their eyes of fiery passion.

No more words. Hear only the voice within.