“I haven’t written you a poem in years it seems.How can it be my faultwhen the words to describe you have not yet been created?When the alphabet lacks the very letters?How can it be my fault when your loveliness only growsby the time I reach for pen and paper?Tell me how I am at faultwhen I am only a beginner in poemsand you are exquisite poetry?To write you in words is to put a veil upon you.Why must I writewhen I can kiss you instead?”

“Kamand, die every dayso you rememberto live.”

“Retrospect: the sweetener of life.”

“People don’t remember lessons. They remember stories.”

“Don’t worry if you don’t accomplish everything in this life. Fortunately, death overcomes every thing—even the very thing that tried to kill us.”

“To be wise means to know when to stay silent.”

“You might just find God in a mirror one day.”

“There are some days we can claim and there are other days that claim us.”

“I think whenever there’s potential for beauty, beauty can be found. And everything has potential for beauty.”

“You are not who you think.You're not even the thinker.You are the one conscious of the thought.”

“A man's shortcoming lies in the belief that he must always assert his manliness. A woman's shortcoming lies in the belief that she must always repress it.”