Land of the rising sun

The rose and the thorn, and sorrow and gladness are linked together.

Beauty surrounds us, but usually we need to be walking in a garden to know it.

Love will find its way through all languages on its own.

It may be that the satisfaction I need depends on my going away, so that when I&#39;ve gone and come back, I&#39;ll find it at home.

You know the value of every article of merchandise, but if you don&#39;t know the value of your own soul, it&#39;s all foolishness.

That which God said to the rose, and caused it to laugh in full-blown beauty, He said to my heart, and made it a hundred times more beautiful.

We are born of love; Love is our mother.

the truth was a mirror in the hands of God. It fell, and broke into pieces. Everybody took a piece of it, and they looked at it and thought they had the truth.

Send a bouquet of your face with the morning breeze.