“You talk when you cease to be at peace with your thoughts.”

Half of what I say is meaningless; but I say it so that the other half may reach you.

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

And forget not that the earth delights to feel your bare feet and the winds long to play with your hair.

Beauty is eternity gazing at itself in a mirror.

Friendship is always a sweet responsibility, never an opportunity.

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

Love possesses not nor would it be possessed; for love is sufficient unto love.