Beauty cannot disguise nor music melt A pain undiagnosable but felt.

Who is not afraid of pure space - that breathtaking empty space of an open door?

The most exhausting thing you can do is to be inauthentic.

People talk about love as if it were something you could give, like an armful of flowers.

I want first of all - in fact, as an end to these other desires - to be at peace with myself. I want a singleness of eye, a purity of intention, a central core to my life that will enable me to carry out these obligations and activities as well as I can. I want, in fact - to borrow from the language of the saints - to live 'in grace' as much of the time as possible. I am not using this term in a strictly theological sense. By grace I mean an inner harmony, essentially spiritual, which can be translated into outward harmony.

Communication with another person -- wasn't it the realest thing in life?

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.