Maybe You Are Searching Among The Branches,

We Began As Mineral. We Emerged Into Plant Life, And Into The Animal State, And Then Into Being Human, And Always We Have Forgotten Our Former States, Except In Early Spring When We Slightly Recall Being Green Again.

Everyone Sees The Unseen In Proportion To The Clarity Of His Heart, And That Depends Upon How Much He Has Polished It. Whoever Has Polished It More Sees More - More Unseen Forms Become Manifest To Him.

Lovers Don't Finally Meet Somewhere. They're In Each Other All Along.

Whenever We Manage To Love Without Expectations, Calculations, Negotiations, We Are Indeed In Heaven.

The Moon Stays Bright When It Doesn't Avoid The Night.