The beauty you see in me is a reflection of you.
The illusion is we are only physical.
Money is only a human invention. I get paid for my work, it’s a system of trade, but it’s not my purpose and reason for living.
There is no hospitality like understanding.
Because I had goodwill for all, I thought all were my friends, and then I learned of treachery, that some preferred my end. A glorious day, the one I learned the meaning of the word. It’s good to know my enemies, though their reasons are absurd.
The people knew what had made them human. It was not their shortcomings, but their hearts.
Why have a cake if I can’t eat it?
Truth may sometimes hurt, but delusion harms.
Everything solid was first an idea.
Humility is the ability to give up your pride and still retain your dignity.
A cure for War? Furiously spending the same daily amount of money toward making friends. Being an indispensable source of food, shelter, peace, and cultural support dedicatedly spending 9 billion dollars a month on helping people would be a formidable enemy of evil.
A heart needs only its own voice to do what is right.
Anger is a wound gone mad.
Cinnamon bites and kisses simultaneously.
Love is a quality, not a quantity.
The true poem rests between the words.