If we examine our thoughts, we shall find them always occupied with the past or the future.
The only shame is to have none.
The heart has its reasons, which Reason does not know. We feel it in a thousand things. It is the heart which feels God, and not Reason. This, then, is perfect faith: God felt in the heart.
Look for the truth, it wants to be found.
Rivers are roads which move, and which carry us whither we desire to go.
We sail within a vast sphere, ever drifting in uncertainty, driven from end to end.