What will our children do in the morning if they do not see us fly?
My heart is so small it's almost invisible. How can You place such big sorrows in it? "Look," He answered, "your eyes are even smaller, yet they behold the world.
O, happy the soul that saw its own faults.
Your name is upon my tongue your image is in my sight your memory is in my heart where can I send these words that I write ?
Your heart is the size of an ocean. Go find yourself in its hidden depths.
When I am silent, I fall into the place where everything is music.