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The biggest changes in a women's nature are brought by love; in man, by ambition
Bravery ceases to be bravery at a certain point, and becomes mere foolhardiness.
Where the mind is without fear and the head is held high Where knowledge is free.
Let us not pray to be sheltered from dangers but to be fearless when facing them.
A mind all logic is like a knife all blade. It makes the hand bleed that uses it.
Everything comes to us that belongs to us if we create the capacity to receive it.
Ah, thou hast made my heart captive in the endless meshes of thy music, my master!
The first flower that blossomed on this earth was an invitation to an unborn song.
Let the dead have the immortality of fame, but the living the immortality of love.
that which is eternal within the moment only becomes shallow if spread out in time.
Drunk with the joy of singing I forget myself and call thee friend who art my lord.
I never give answers. I lead on from one question to another. That is my leadership.
The music of the far-away summer flutters around the Autumn seeking its former nest.
This I know... That often when I sang, and drummed, and danced, I found my eternity.
To the guests that must go, bid God's speed and brush away all traces of their steps.
The real frienship is like fluorescence, it shines better when everything has darken.
Love is when the soul starts to sing and the flowers of your life bloom on their own.
Your idol is shattered in the dust to prove that God's dust is greater than your idol.
Life finds its wealth by the claims of the world, and its worth by the claims of love.
The singer alone does not make a song, there has to be someone who hears. -Broken Song
Faith is a bird that can see the light when it is dawn and starts singing in the dark.
The birth and death of leaves is part of that greater cycle that moves among the stars.
Love is an endless mystery, because there is no reasonable cause that could explain it.
The child ever dwells in the mystery of ageless time,unobscured by the dust of history.
Reach high, for stars lie hidden in you. Dream deep, for every dream precedes the goal.
The same stream of life that runs through the world runs through my veins night and day.
The truth comes as conqueror only because we have lost the art of receiving it as guest.
You smiled and talked to me of nothing and I felt that for this I had been waiting long.
Those who have everything but thee, my God, laugh at those who have nothing but thyself.
The flower fades and dies; but he who wears the flower has not to mourn for it for ever.
Everything has sprung from immortal life and is vibrating with life, for life is immense!
Unless you have found God in your own soul, the whole world will seem meaningless to you.
Love's over brimming mystery joins death and life. It has filled my cup of pain with joy.
April, like a child, Writes hieroglyphs on dust with flowers, Wipes them away and forgets.
When I go from hence, let this be my parting word, that what I have seen is unsurpassable.
Work, especially good work, becomes easy only when desire has learnt to discipline itself.
Once we dreamt that we were strangers. We wake up to find that we were dear to each other.
Love remains a secret even when spoken, for only a true lover truly knows that he is loved.
Oh, grant me my prayer, that I may never lose the touch of the one in the play of the many.
Time is a wealth of change, but the clock in its parody makes it mere change and no wealth.
Come oh come ye tea-thirsty restless ones -- the kettle boils, bubbles and sings, musically.
No civilized society can thrive upon victims, whose humanity has been permanently mutilated.
We manage to swallow flesh, only because we do not think of the cruel and sinful thing we do.
Memory, the priestess, kills the present and offers its heart to the shrine of the dead past.
for we women are not only the deities of the household fire, but the flame of the soul itself.
Let me light my lamp", says the star, "And never debate if it will help to remove the darkness
The main object of teaching is not to give explanations, but to knock at the doors of the mind.
Oh my only friend, my best beloved, the gates are open in my house—do not pass by like a dream.
Spurious fame spreads from tongue to tongue like the fog of the early dawn before the sun rises.
Death is not extinguishing the light; it is only putting out the lamp because the dawn has come.