The Soul Unfolds Itself, Like A Lotus

The Optimist Sees The Rose And Not Its Thorns; The Pessimist Stares At The Thorns, Oblivious To The Rose.

Tears Have Cleansed My Eyes, And Errors Have Taught Me The Language Of The Hearts.

Love Is The Only Flower That Grows And Blossoms Without The Aid Of The Seasons

The Subtlest Beauties In Our Life Are Unseen And Unheard.

Love Gives Naught But Itself And Takes Naught But From Itself.