“Friendship is born from an identity of spiritual goals – from common navigation toward a star.”

You see, one loves the sunset when one is so sad.

You’re beautiful, but you’re empty. No one could die for you.

Loneliness is bred of a mind that has grown earth-bound.

Men have no more time to understand anything. They buy ready-made things in the shops. But since there are no shops where you can buy friends, men no longer have any friends.

The arms of love encompass you with your present, your past, your future, the arms of love gather you together.

The arms of love encompass you with your present, your past, your future, the arms of love gather you together.

Even though human life may be the most precious thing on earth, we always behave as if there were something of higher value than human life.

Words are the source of misunderstandings.

It is such a secret place, the land of tears.

No single event can awaken within us a stranger whose existence we had never suspected. To live is to be slowly born.

No individual is isolated. He who is sad, saddens others.

But eyes are blind. You have to look with the heart.

It is the time you have wasted for your rose that makes your rose so important.

To live is to be slowly born.

It is in your act that you exist, not in your body. Your act is yourself, and there is no other you.

Love does not cause suffering: what causes it is the sense of ownership, which is love’s opposite.

I am an American; free born and free bred, where I acknowledge no man as my superior, except for his own worth, or as my inferior, except for his own demerit.

We are all born with a divine fire in us. Our efforts should be to give wings to this fire and fill the world with the glow of its goodness.

It matters not what someone is born, but what they grow to be.

It matters not what someone is born, but what they grow to be.

A child’s course in life should be determined not by the zip code she’s born in, but by the strength of her work ethic and the scope of her dreams.

Not I, nor anyone else can travel that road for you. You must travel it by yourself. It is not far. It is within reach. Perhaps you have been on it since you were born, and did not know. Perhaps it is everywhere – on water and land.

I was born to make mistakes, not to fake perfection.

Rest but never quit. Even the sun has a sinking spell each evening. But it always rises the next morning. At sunrise, every soul is born again.