The children whom nobody leads by the hand are the children who know they are children.

I love you as you are, but do not tell me how that is.

When your suffering is a little greater than my suffering I feel that I am a little cruel.

Nothing is not only nothing. It is also our prison.

The children whom nobody leads by the hand are the children who know they are children.

Human suffering, while it is asleep, is shapeless. If it is wakened it takes the form of the waker.

He who does not fill his world with phantoms remains alone.