Chase a butterfly and you will discover the joys of wandering into uncharted trails.

My God and your God don’t fight. Why do we?

The more challenges life deals us, the more scars experiences give us, the higher we go, the better we get.

Those who know you, don’t know you. Those who don’t know you, want to know you; and the cycle goes on.

Love and hatred belong to the same plant: one is rose, the other is thorn.

Life and death are two banks of the same river. Time is the boat on which we travel from one to the other, over and over.

I’m not you; you’re not me. Then why do I want you to be like me?