How can you be one of the stars of heaven, when the stars are innumerable? What star number do you have?

What grain of dust can be easier carried by your life’s emptiness wind than the knowledge?

Is the sunrise superior just because it goes before the sunset with a day and sunset goes before the sunrise with a night? Could there be day without night and sunrise without sunset, life without death?

There isn’t a God more real and truer than the God of your knowledge.

You can just be your self’s stranger, never its friend, because you are mortal and it is immortal!

Who knows the life which does not burn its own time moments?