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. . .

Avoid pulpits, platforms, stages and pedestals. Keep to the hard ground. It is the only way you can judge your approximate status as a man.

There is no one so bound to his own face that he does not cherish the hope of presenting another to the world.

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

The only living language is the language in which we think and have our being.

By walking one makes the road, and upon glancing behind sees the path