To be deeply in love is, of course, a great liberating force.

One can get just as much exultation in losing oneself in a little thing as in a big thing. It is nice to think how one can be recklessly lost in a daisy.

Is there anything as horrible as starting on a trip? Once you're off, that's all right, but the last moments are earthquake and convulsion, and the feeling that you are a snail being pulled off your rock.

When one is a stranger to oneself then one is estranged from others too. If one is out of touch with oneself, then one cannot touch others. Only when one is connected to one's own core is.

To give without any reward, or any notice, has a special quality of its own.

life itself is always pulling you away from the understanding of life.

Only love can be divided endlessly and still not diminish.