Almost always it is the fear of being ourselves that brings us to the mirror.

He who holds me by a thread is not strong; the thread is strong.

I am chained to the earth to pay for the freedom of my eyes.

I have been my own disciple and my own master. And I have been a good disciple but a bad master.

No one is a light unto himself, not even the sun.

I know what I have given you, I do not know what you have received.

I can wait for you longer. Because you have arrived.