The eyesight for an eagle is what thought is to a man.

To cut and tighten sentences is the secret of mastery.

Holy books are an insult to a God with good intentions.

Wherever there is somebody else, a war is not far away.

Through words to the meaning of thoughts with no words.

One hand I extend into myself, the other toward others.

And this that you call solitude is in fact a big crowd.

We forget old stories, but those stories remain the same.

Through everything I have passed but nowhere I have been.

The world contained in a seed, Determined by its program.

Fly without wings; Dream with open eyes; See in darkness.

When everything hurries everywhere, nothing goes anywhere.

Everything seems impossible And everything seems possible.

We built tall buildings, but we have not become any taller.

Every star was once darker than the night, before it awoke.