Your daily life is your temple and your religion. Whenever you enter into it take with you your all.

...beauty is life when life unveils her holy face. But you are life and you are the veil. Beauty is eternity gazing at itself in a mirror, but you are eternity and you are the mirror.

...and your body is the harp of your soul, and it is yours to bring forth sweet music or confused sounds.

Your daily life is your temple and your religion. When you enter into it take with you your all.

The more I learn, the more I realize I don't know.

When life life does not find a singer to sing her heat, she produces a philosopher to speak her mind.