"God gives the nuts, but he does not crack them. " — Franz Kafka

I believe that if one always looked at the skies, one would end up with wings

The poetry of the earth is never dead

Give me odorous at sunrise a garden of beautiful flowers where I can walk undisturbed

He is richest who is content with the least, for content is the wealth of nature

I believe a leaf of grass is no less than the journey-work of the stars

Sorrows gather around great souls as storms do around mountains; but, like them, they break the storm and purify the air of the plain beneath them

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