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.

One day, I watched the sun setting forty-four times......You know...when one is so terribly sad, one loves sunsets.

He who must travel happily must travel light.

One's suffering disappears when one lets oneself go, when one yields - even to sadness.

Cries of despair, misery, sobbing grief are a kind of wealth.

Charity never humiliated him who profited from it, nor ever bound him by the chains of gratitude, since it was not to him but to God that the gift was made.

Of course I’ll hurt you. Of course you’ll hurt me. Of course we will hurt each other. But this is the very condition of existence. To become spring, means accepting the risk of winter. To become presence, means accepting the risk of absence.