Love does not claim possession, but gives freedom.
God waits to win back his own flowers as gifts from man's hands.
From the solemn gloom of the temple children run out to sit in the dust. God watches them play and forgets the priest.
We gain freedom when we have paid the full price for our right to live.
Facts are many, but the truth is one.
Love is the ultimate truth that lies at the heart of creation.
A mind all logic is like a knife all blade. It makes the hand bleed that uses it.
Our heart ever changes its place till it finds love, and then it has its rest.
We have no word for ‘nation’ in our language.