Poetry Quote by Suzy Kassem — Inspiring Words on Life, Love & Wisdom

“Real greatness does not reside inside those who feel large. The truly wise are meek.”

“Sometimes God will place a wall on your path to force you to go in another direction.”

“The language of light can only be decoded by the heart.”

“The human body resonates at the same frequency as Mother Earth. So instead of only focusing on trying to save the earth, which operates in congruence to our vibrations, I think it is more important to be one with each other. If you really want to remedy the earth, we have to mend mankind. And to unite mankind, we heal the Earth. That is the only way. Mother Earth will exist with or without us. Yet if she is sick, it is because mankind is sick and separated. And if our vibrations are bad, she reacts to it, as do all living creatures.”

“Humility is a virtue of the heavenly, not arrogance. Are we the most superior beast on earth? No, not in strength and not in intelligence. It is very arrogant to assume that we are the most intelligent species when we keep repeating the same mistakes over and over again. Both rats and monkeys have been shown to learn from error, yet we have not. More people have died in the name of religion than any other cause on earth. Is massacring God’s creations really serving God – or the devil? And what father would want to see his children constantly divided and fighting? What God would allow a single human life to be sacrificed for monetary gain? Again, the Creator or the devil?”

“The bud”

“I will love you with too many commas,”

“By incorporating vivid and descriptive imagery, I strive to enable readers to 'see' and 'feel' the world I have created, aiming to make the message more tangible and relatable.”

“Keep your head up, he said, you are a lion, don’t forget that and neither will the sheep.”

“We were never supposed to be in love; for everything that exists inside a heart eventually dies.”

“One way poetry connects is across time. . . . Some echo of a writer's physical experience comes into us when we read her poem.”