“If the road is beautiful, walk the road slowly; be a turtle, be a snail and even better than this: Stop walking; live the road fully!”

When you see your fellow religious man, don’t call him brother; but when you see a man of honour, a man of goodness, a man of peace, a man of ethics, now you can call him as your brother!

The longest distance in the universe is not between the stars, but between the religion and the truth!

In a marshland amongst the crocodiles, there float beautiful water lilies! Even in the Hell, one can find the good and the beauty.

Nietzsche says God is dead. Probably now God says Nietzsche is dead! The one that will die is religion, not the God! God will always live!

At whatever age you find the truth, that will be your real birth year! That’s why man can be born even at the age of eighty!

You cannot disgrace a disgraceful man; you cannot make a shameless man feel ashamed; you cannot make a cockroach a cockroach, because it is already a cockroach!

If you have good friends, don’t look for treasure because you are already rich; if you have just treasure, look for good friends, because you are still poor!

Smile creates love and peace; love and peace create smile.

Give food to the birds, you will then be surrounded by the wings of love, you will be encompassed by the joys of little silent hearts!

No owl is afraid of the night, no snake of the swamp and no traitor of the treason!

There is a hidden message in every waterfall. It says, if you are flexible, falling will not hurt you!

If a supernatural power tries to make you a saint or an emperor, refuse it, because the greatest beauty of life hides in having no position whatsoever! Positionless is the best position!

Archimedes once said that ‘Give me where to stand, and I will move the earth.’ There is a much more difficult task than this: To try to lift an ignorant up from where he stands, because he is heavily chained to the stupidity!

Don’t make friends with shadows; because shadows cannot smile!

The face of tomorrow can be seen only in tomorrow.

Water is the most perfect traveller because when it travels it becomes the path itself!

Sneak your hands inside my blouses. Taste the softness. Squeeze them. Yes both of them. Now feel how my softness slowly turn hard in your hands.

Slow and steady said “what race?” Slow and steady, one with grace.

I fell into you first slowly, then all at once never to recover.

And as Maui did I would use everything in my power to slow down the sun if it meant longer days to love you.

If then, merely out of regard to population, it were right that paederasts should be burnt alive, monks ought to be roasted alive over a slow fire.

The quantity of pleasure being equal, push-pin is as good as poetry.

Grow slowly and silently fly away quietly.

Life is only precious when you know how to live. Otherwise, its just a slow walk to the graveyard.