“As a flower that is lovely and beautiful, but is scentless, even so fruitless is the well-spoken word of one who practices it not.”
“Words and thoughts concerning compassionate action that are not put into practice are like beautiful flowers that are colorful but have no fragrance.”
“May the beauty of the flowers remind us of the beauty of our loved one's spirit”
“Safe?” Her voice was small, timid and delicate. But beautiful. The one word chimed like little bells. Her first word spoken to me.”
“Who am I?" My first spoken words."No one," she said. "Nosoul.”
“And the most beautiful words ever spoken, I have not yet said to you.”