Trees are poems the earth writes upon the sky, We feel them down and turn them into paper, That we may record our emptiness
Human behavior flows from three main sources: desire, emotion, and knowledge.
You will hardly know who I am or what I mean.
The civility which money will purchase, is rarely extended to those who have none.
To conceal anything from those to whom I am attached, is not in my nature. I can never close my lips where I have opened my heart.