Como se reparten el sol en el naranjo las naranjas?How do the oranges divide up sunlight in the orange tree?

Donde termina el arco iris, en tu alma o en el horizonte?Where does the rainbow end, in your soul or on the horizon?

With which stars do they go on speaking, the rivers that never reach the sea?

Sufre mas el que espera siempreque aquel que nunca espero a nadie?Does he who is always waiting suffer more than he who’s never waited for anyone?

Do tears not yet spilledwait in small lakes?Or are they invisible riversthat run toward sadness?

If you read proverbs, you will find answers to every puzzle.

A pat on the back can often motivate more than currency notes!

All things are beautiful in the sacred time.

Nothing is too wonderful to be true, if it be consistent with the laws of nature.

George W. cares as much about climate change as you would expect from a Texas oilman

Now that I understand that I'm an addict, I definitely have compassion for my mother. I get it.

Tricky the paths a long love might follow, like the spiral down twists of a raindrop on a windowpane.

[A.J. Muste] was - he - I don't know what he finally came out believing in, but it was some kind of higher being.

Affliction is not sent in vain, young man, from that good God, who chastens whom he loves.

My mother says healers are born, not made.