Thought has no gender.

Love is the eternal first breath.

Cinnamon bites and kisses simultaneously.

Poets can't worry about popularity since loving life and humanity involves saying what some people don't want to hear.

It is an awesome thing to comprehend that what a human being dreams and imagines can be realized.

Humility is the ability to give up your pride and still retain your dignity.

Because I had goodwill for all, I thought all were my friends. And then I learned of treachery, that some preferred my end. It wasn't the goodwill I felt that made someone a friend. What handy day, the one I learned the meaning of the word. How good to know my enemies (though their reasons are absurd!)