You talk when you cease to be at peace with your thoughts. |
Travel and tell no one, live a true love story and tell no one, live happily and tell no one, people ruin beautiful things. |
The reality of the other person is not in what he reveals to you, but in what he cannot reveal to you. Therefore, if you would understand him, listen not to what he says but rather to what he does not say. |
Friendship is always a sweet responsibility, never an opportunity. |
I have learned silence from the talkative, toleration from the intolerant, and kindness from the unkind; yet, strange, I am ungrateful to those teachers. |
Trust in dreams, for in them is hidden the gate to eternity. |
Wisdom ceases to be wisdom when it becomes too proud to weep, too grave to laugh, and too selfish to seek other than itself. |
Friendship is always a sweet responsibility, never an opportunity. |
Trees are poems that the earth writes upon the sky. |
Friendship is always a sweet responsibility, never an opportunity. |