The wind is passing by, coming from somewhere, on its way to somewhere else. Outside, we whisper, and the wind carries our words away. Life is a magnificent diamond.
In the morning the light comes for us, no matter how desperate we were during the night, in the darkness. Even this valley has some measure of cheer when the light of a new day drapes it in warmth, in lovely pale light. The sky, so immense, reaches from the floor of the valley to the sun, to the stars, or so it seems. Who are we? What is that we think we know?
When I am with you, we stay up all night. When you're not here, I can't get to sleep. Praise God for these two insomnias! And the difference between them.
-Jalāl ad-Dīn Muhammad Rūmī
Whether we receive praise or criticism is of no account. The only important thing is that we have a pure motivation, and let the law of cause and effect be our witness.
-H. H. the Dalai Lama