Trees are poems that the earth writes upon the sky. We fell them down and turn them into paper, that we may record our emptiness.
The creator gives no heed to the critic unless he becomes a barren inventor.
My enemy said to me, "Love your enemy." And I obeyed him and loved myself.
Once the realization is accepted that even between the closest human beings infinite distances continue to exist, a wonderful living side by side can grow up.
Your time is limited, so don't waste it living someone else's life. Don't be trapped by dogma — which is living with the results of other people's thinking. Don't let the noise of others' opinions drown out your own inner voice. And most important, have the courage to follow your heart and intuition. They somehow already know what you truly want to become. Everything else is secondary.
Love gives naught but itself and takes naught but from itself. Love possesses not nor would it be possessed; For love is sufficient unto love.