The Day Is Conscious Of Itself.

Raise Your Words, Not Your Voice.

Love Will Find Its Way Through All Languages On Its Own.

We Are The Mirror - As Well As The Face In It.

Smiles Come Best From Those Who Weep.

There Is A Window Between Heart And Heart: They Are Never Separate Like Two Bodies. Two Lamps May Not Be United In Their Form - But Their Light Merges Into Each Other.