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

I dreamt -- marvellous error! -- that I had a beehive here inside my heart. And the golden bees were making white combs and sweet honey from my old failures.

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

Wayfarer, the only way is your footsteps, there is no other. Wayfarer, there is no way, you make the way as you go. As you go, you make the way and stopping to look behind, you see the path that your feet will never travel again. Wayfarer, there is no way- Only foam trails to the sea.

Wanderer, your footsteps are the road, and nothing more; wanderer, there is no road, the road is made by walking. By walking one makes the road, and upon glancing behind one sees the path. . .

Last night as I was sleeping, I dreamt - marvellous error! - That it was God I had here inside my heart.

I thought my fire was out, and stirred the ashes…. I burnt my fingers.