Straight ahead you can't go very far.

When the body sinks into death, the essence of man is revealed. Man is a knot, a web, a mesh into which relationships are tied. Only those relationships matter. The body is an old crock that nobody will miss. I have never known a man to think of himself when dying. Never.

Experience will guide us to the rules. You cannot make rules precede practical experience.

And now here is my secret, a very simple secret; it is only with the heart that one can see rightly, what is essential is invisible to the eye.

He had taken seriously words which were without importance, and it made him very unhappy.

Surely a man needs a closed place wherein he may strike root and, like the seed, become. But also he needs the great Milky Way above him and the vast sea spaces, though neither stars nor ocean serve his daily needs.

What saves a man is to take a step. Then another step. It is always the same step, but you have to take it.