I was wrong to grow older. Pity. I was so happy as a child.
There is nothing that can equal the treasure of so many shared memories.
In giving you are throwing a bridge across the chasm of your solitude.
Straight ahead you can't go very far.
We must not subject him who creates to the desires of the multitude. It is, rather, his creation that must become the multitude's desire.
Behind all seen things lies something vaster; everything is but a path, a portal or a window opening on something other than iteself.