“How could drops of water know themselves to be a river? Yet the river flows on.”

He fell as gently as a tree falls. There was not even any sound.

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.

You don’t know how to love, so you give it all. But isn’t that how one should love? by giving all of it.

We lock away our secrets and push them deep down so they feel farther away but they will always be inside us, no matter how well we hide the key.

When we search for what we want Why do we always forget What we have?

But fear is love that has been convinced that it never belonged.

Man cannot live without joy; therefore when he is deprived of true spiritual joys it is necessary that he become addicted to carnal pleasures.

God himself would not permit evil in this world if good did not come of it for the benefit and harmony of the universe.

They tell you to be grateful for what you have. But you are also allowed to be sad for what you have lost.

A blank canvas is still better than a ruined painting.