If your heart is a volcano, how shall you expect flowers to bloom?

The nearest to my heart are a king without a kingdom and a poor man who does not know how to beg

When life life does not find a singer to sing her heart, she produces a philosopher to speak her mind

Your hearts know in silence the secrets of the days and nights.

Wisdom ceases to be wisdom when it becomes too proud to weep, too grave to laugh, and too selfish to seek other than itself.

I AM IGNORANT of absolute truth. But I am humble before my ignorance and therein lies my honor and my reward.