Man has an almost infinite capacity for taking things and people for granted and thereby missing out on the pleasure of being grateful that things aren't worse and of praising and thereby lifting the spirits of others.

The business of a seer is to see; and if he involves himself in the kind of God-eclipsing activities which make seeing impossible, he betrays the trust which his fellows have tacitly placed in him.

There's only one effectively redemptive sacrifice, the sacrifice of self-will to make room for the knowledge of God.

Nothing — the only perfection, the only absolute. Infinite and eternal nothing.

To be excited is still to be unsatisfied.

Knowledge is an affair of symbols and is, all too often, a hindrance to wisdom, the uncovering of the self from moment to moment

I was born wandering between two worlds, one dead, the other powerless to be born, and have made, in a curious way, the worst of both.