A Root Is A Flower That Disdains

Saying This, He Turned His Head Toward The Window As If He Were Trying To Solve The Problems Of Human Existence By Concentrating On The Beauty Of The Universe.

The Mute Grain Turns To Love Songs When Swallowed By The Nightingale.

There Is Within Me A Friend Who Consoles Me Every Time That Troubles Overwhelm Me And Misfortunes Afflict Me. The Man Who Does Not Feel Friendship Towards Himself Is A Public Enemy, And He Who Finds No Confidant Within Himself Will Die Of Despair. For Life Streams Out Of Man's Inner Self And In No Way From What Surrounds Him.

Coming Generations Will Learn Equality From Poverty, And Love From Woes.

The Teacher Who Is Indeed Wise Does Not Bid You To Enter The House Of His Wisdom But Rather Leads You To The Threshold Of Your Mind.