Mankind owns four things that are no good at sea: rudder, anchor, oars and the fear of going down.

Under all that we think, lives all we believe, like the ultimate veil of our spirits

I. Don't trace out your profile-- forget your side view-- all that is outer stuff. II. Look for your other half who walks always next to you and tends to be who you aren't.

Those who deny the existence of the truth postulate the truth of their denial and plainly contradict themselves.

Don't try to rush things: for the cup to run over, it must first be filled.

Travelers, there is no path, paths are made by walking.

The afternoon is bright, with spring in the air, a mild March afternoon, with the breath of April stirring, I am alone in the quiet patio looking for some old untried illusion - some shadow on the whiteness of the wall some memory asleep on the stone rim of the fountain, perhaps in the air the light swish of some trailing gown.