Ever has it been that love knows not its own depth until the hour of separation.
Life without love is like a tree without blossoms or fruit.
All that spirits desire, spirits attain.
Work is love made visible. And if you cannot work with love but only with distaste, it is better that you should leave your work and sit at the gate of the temple and take alms of those who work with joy.
Doubt is a pain too lonely to know that faith is his twin brother.
Faith is an oasis in the heart which will never be reached by the caravan of thinking.
He who has not looked on Sorrow will never see Joy.
In the depth of my soul there is a wordless song.
Music is the language of the spirit. It opens the secret of life bringing peace, abolishing strife.
In one drop of water are found all the secrets of all the oceans