She was perfectly sane in streets unknown. She loved conversing with people tagged as strangers. She was social, amiable & all that is her. Yet, with known people she felt unknown, she choked words and fought inside. And indeed she tripped insane while traversing those streets known. She stared at others and consumed their happiness through senses cold. And so she waits for Winter's warmth to touch her in streets of distant shore, in her own world of simple happiness.

I’ve learnt to gather simplicity from grasshoppers. I like their naive indecisive minds never knowing exactly when to stop chirping, and I envy their ability to be able to mingle with the green…

Love sticks around even when it has a lot to put up with.

Love says, "I'm with you, let's deal with it.

Hopeless situations are never hopeless to God.

If you simplify your life, quit chasing the wind, and be quiet before Him, He'll show up.

If your needs are little, you are rich enough.

Beauty lies in simplicity.

The world becomes so much larger the smaller you live.