“You may give them your love but not your thoughts, for they have their own thoughts.”

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.

I have learned silence from the talkative, toleration from the intolerant, and kindness from the unkind; yet, strange, I am ungrateful to those teachers.

Think not you can direct the course of love, for love, if it finds you worthy, directs your course.

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

Doubt is a pain too lonely to know that faith is his twin brother.

Generosity is giving more than you can, and pride is taking less than you need.

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

Poetry is a deal of joy and pain and wonder, with a dash of the dictionary.