“Be like the flower, turn your face to the sun.”

Let there be spaces in your togetherness, and let the winds of the heavens dance between you.

Your children are not your children. They are the sons and daughters of Life's longing for itself.

Beauty is eternity gazing at itself in a mirror.

You are the bows from which your children as living arrows are sent forth.

Your pain is the breaking of the shell that encloses your understanding.

Your living is determined not so much by what life brings to you as by the attitude you bring to life.

The teacher who is indeed wise does not bid you to enter the house of his wisdom but rather leads you to the threshold of your mind.

Out of suffering have emerged the strongest souls; the most massive characters are seared with scars.