I desire to know you. Every breath of your heart, every fleeting look on your face, the rhythm of your joys, and the melancholy of your sorrows.

Life is a desert of shifting sand dunes. Unpredictable. Erratic. Harmony changes into dissonance, the immediate outlives the profound, esoteric becomes cliched. And vice versa.

A knife wound heals, but a tongue wound festers.

Destiny is a stubborn maiden. She likes herself just the way she is.

Jealousy knows neither morality nor empathy.

The external evils are nothing compared to the evils that we harbor in our souls.

Evil tempts every soul, but a weak soul tempts evil.

My eyes still swelled with tears, but my heart was dancing the lazgi.

Music is not in the notes but in what is between them.

The hurt is the place where the music enters you.

How easy to be free. How strong we are when we have nothing to lose.

Limitless undying love which shines around me like a million suns it calls me on and on across the universe.

May God give you much grace for every great work.

If a writer stops observing he is finished. Experience is communicated by small details intimately observed.

Maybe more businesses should allow time for recess.

The music of your youth stays with you throughout your life.

As rain falls equally on the just and the unjust, do not burden your heart with judgments but rain your kindness equally on all.

Be sure to expose yourself to criticism: A fine polish requires an abrasive.

We justify ourselves when we should judge ourselves. If we learned humility, it might spare us the humiliation.

Christ made the bread the sacrament of his body only: wherefore as the bread is no similitude of his blood, so am I not bound or ought to affirm, that his blood is there present.