If the other person injures you, you may forget the injury; but if you injure him you will always remember.
A friend who is far away is sometimes much nearer than one who is at hand. Is not the mountain far more awe-inspiring and more clearly visible to one passing through the valley than to those who inhabit the mountain?
Death most resembles a prophet who is without honor in his own land or a poet who is a stranger among his people.
You are the bows from which your children as living arrows are sent forth.
Your children are not your children. They are the sons and daughters of Life’s longing for itself. They came through you but not from you and though they are with you yet they belong not to you.