We are the same, you and I. We are images of light.
The least a person can ask out of life is to be needed by someone.
you cannot confuse bravery or courage with lack of fear. Real courage, true bravery is doing things in spite of fear, knowing fear.
In Spain, however, people have found a way of cheating death. They summon it to appear in the afternoon in the bull ring, and they make it face a man. Death - a fighting bull with horns as weapons - is killed by a bullfighter. And the people are there watching death being cheated of its right.
Your poems are like God's birds; they fly into people's hearts.
A bullfighter must have courage, skill, and grace. And of these courage is the most important.
Maybe love can kill better than hate.
Thus, then, the All that is is limited In no one region of its onward paths, For then 'tmust have forever its beyond.
I worked up a daily fury about some economic injustice because there were so many of them.
Life is just a chance to grow a soul.
He could hardly read or write but his heart spoke the language of the good