He who bears in his heart a cathedral to be built is already victorious. He who seeks to become sexton of a finished cathedral is already defeated.

The machine does not isolate man from the great problems of nature but plunges him more deeply into them.

He fell as gently as a tree falls. There was not even any sound.

Only the children know what they are looking for.

The wind in the grain is the caress to the spouse; it is the hand of peace stroking her hair.

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

When one is building a ship, one does not begin with gathering timber and cutting planks, but rather by arousing in people the yearning for the great wide sea.