We are prudent people. We are afraid to let go of our petty reality in order to grasp at a great shadow.

What he had yearned to embrace was not the flesh but a down spirit, a spark, the impalpable angel that inhabits the flesh.

The flower you single out is a rejection of all other flowers; nevertheless, only on these terms is it beautiful.

The essential things in life are seen, not with the eyes but with the heart.

Whoever loves above all the approach of love will never know the joy of attaining it.

Mad is the man who is forever gritting his teeth against that granite block, complete and changeless, of the past.

The house, the stars, the desert -- what gives them their beauty is something that is invisible!