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.

Why do you pray if you doubt you are heard?

Suffering raises up those souls that are truly great; it is only small souls that are made mean-spirited by it.

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.

The unsuspected is the daily fare of the traveler in Thibet.

Neglecting small things under the pretext of wanting to accomplish large ones is the excuse of a coward.

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