Zaki :):
In nature, nothing is perfect and everything is perfect. Trees can be contorted, bent in weird ways, and they're still beautiful
Zaki :):
People say "I want peace." If you remove I (ego), and your want (desire), you are left with peace.
Zaki :):
Millions long for immortality who do not know what to do with themselves on a rainy Sunday afternoon.
Zaki :):
It pleases me to take amateur photographs of my garden, and it pleases my garden to make my photographs look professional.
Zaki :):
With coronet of fresh and fragrant flower; The same dew, which sometimes on the buds Was wont to swell, like round and orient pearls, Stood now within the pretty flow'rets' eyes, Like tears that did their own disgrace bewail.
Zaki :):
Dew-drops, Nature's tears, which she Sheds in her own breast for the fair which die. The sun insists on gladness; but at night, When he is gone, poor Nature loves to weep.
