...If some one loves a flower, of which just one single blossom grows in all the millions and millions of stars, it is enough to make him happy just to look at the stars. He can say to himself: 'Somewhere, my flower is there...' But if the sheep eats the flower, in one moment all his stars will be darkened...And you think that is not important!...
...It is such a secret place, the land of tears...
...It is only with the heart that one can see rightly; What is essential is invisible to the eye...
...What makes the desert beautiful is that somewhere it hides a well...