Who knows the flower best? - the one who reads about it in a book, or the one who finds it wild on the mountainside?

Nature has a language of its own, or maybe those who have lived long in solitude read in it their own unconscious inner feelings and mysterious foreknowledge.

Guard against idols -- yes, guard against all idols, of which surely the greatest is oneself.

One must be very strong, or very stupid, or completely exhausted to face life with indifference.

"To fashion stars out of dog dung, that is the Great Work. To take a negative experience and, by comparing it to something worse, make it feel good, is the great skill."

There is nothing truly serious in life. All words sound hollow when one listens to them carefully.

Why do you pray if you doubt you are heard?