We have no word for ‘nation’ in our language.
Clouds come floating into my life, no longer to carry rain or usher storm, but to add color to my sunset sky.
Love is the ultimate truth that lies at the heart of creation.
If you shut the door to all errors, truth will be shut out.
God waits to win back his own flowers as gifts from man's hands.
Facts are many, but the truth is one.
We gain freedom when we have paid the full price for our right to live.
In love all the contradictions of existence merge themselves and are lost.
Your idol is shattered in the dust to prove that God's dust is greater than your idol.
The butterfly counts not months but moments, and has time enough.