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Time has been transformed, and we have changed it has advanced and set us in motion it has unveiled its face, inspiring us with bewilderment and exhilaration.
I have learned silence from the talkative, toleration from the intolerant, and kindness from the unkind yet, strange, I am ungrateful to those teachers.
Out of suffering have emerged the strongest souls the most massive characters are seared with scars.
Sadness is but a wall between two gardens.
Your daily life is your temple and your religion. When you enter into it take with you your all.
If the grandfather of the grandfather of Jesus had known what was hidden within him, he would have stood humble and awe-struck before his soul.
I love you when you bow in your mosque, kneel in your temple, pray in your church. For you and I are sons of one religion, and it is the spirit.
Where is the justice of political power if it executes the murderer and jails the plunderer, and then itself marches upon neighboring lands, killing thousands and pillaging the very hills?
Life without liberty is like a body without spirit.
Poetry is a deal of joy and pain and wonder, with a dash of the dictionary.