“For life and death are one, even as the river and the sea are one.”

Your joy is your sorrow unmasked.

Trees are poems the earth writes upon the sky.

There are those who give with joy, and that joy is their reward.

Yesterday is but today's memory and tomorrow is today's dream.

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

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

When you work you are a flute through whose heart the whispering of the hours turns to music.