“Love adorns itself; it seeks to prove inward by outward beauty.”

Let me light my lamp , says the star, And never debate if it will help to remove the darkness

Music fills the infinite between two souls

Love is an endless mystery, for it has nothing else to explain.

If you cry because the sun has gone out of your life, your tears will prevent you from seeing the stars.

The water in a vessel is sparkling; the water in the sea is dark. The small truth has words which are clear; the great truth has great silence.

Stray birds of summer come to my window to sing and fly away. And yellow leaves of autumn, which have no songs, flutter and fall there with a sigh.

The roots below the earth claim no rewards for making the branches fruitful.

We read the world wrong and say that it deceives us.

Men can only think. Women have a way of understanding without thinking. Woman was created out of God’s own fancy. Man, He had to hammer into shape.

Once we dreamt that we were strangers. We wake up to find that we were dear to each other.

For we women are not only the deities of the household fire, but the flame of the soul itself.

Every child comes with the message that God is not yet discouraged of man.

Once we dreamt that we were strangers. We wake up to find that we were dear to each other.

Some day I shall sing to thee in the sunrise of some other world, I have seen thee before in the light of the earth, in the love of man.

I slept and dreamt that life was joy. I awoke and saw that life was service. I acted and behold, service was joy.

The traveler has to knock at every alien door to come to his own, and one has to wander through all the outer worlds to reach the innermost shrine at the end.

Those who contemplate the beauty of the earth find reserves of strength that will endure as long as life lasts.

I imagine myself cold as ice falling into your open arms. Everyone says it’s beautiful where I am but I’d rather be where you are.

A child’s world is fresh and new and beautiful, full of wonder and excitement. It is our misfortune that for most of us that clear-eyed vision, that true instinct for what is beautiful, is dimmed and even lost before we reach adulthood.

I want you to know, that you deserve the best. You’re beautiful.

Desperate for answers, I go searching in the stars. I ask them: on a scale of one to catastrophe, how beautiful would they say we are?

Sometimes, a defeat can be more beautiful and satisfying than certain victories. The English have a point in insisting that it matters not who won or lost, but how you played the game.

My smile is my favorite part of my body. I think a smile can make your whole body. I want women to know that it’s ok. That you can be whatever size you are and be beautiful inside and out.

I used every color on my palette to bring you back to life. Now you paint the most beautiful rainbows in someone else’s skies.