The Bird Has An Honor That Man

Tell Your Secret To The Wind, But Don't Blame It For Telling The Trees.

Would That I Were A Dry Well, And That The People Tossed Stones Into Me, For That Would Be Easier Than To Be A Spring Of Flowing Water That The Thirsty Pass By, And From Which They Avoid Drinking.

Every Beauty And Greatness In This World Is Created By A Single Thought Or Emotion Inside A Man. Every Thing We See Today, Made By Past Generations, Was, Before Its Appearance, A Thought In The Mind Of A Man Or An Impulse In The Heart Of A Woman.

Strange That Creatures Without Backbones Have The Hardest Shells.

My House Says To Me, "do Not Leave Me, For Here Dwells Your Past." And The Road Says To Me, "come And Follow Me, For I Am Your Future." And I Say To Both My House And The Road, "i Have No Past, Nor Have I A Future. If I Stay Here, There Is A Going In My Staying; And If I Go There Is A Staying In My Going. Only Love And Death Change All Things."