Love is not affectionate feeling, but a steady wish for the loved person's ultimate good as far as it can be obtained.

As for all I can tell, the only difference is that what many see we call a real thing, and what only one sees we call a dream.

Grief is like a long valley, a winding valley where any bend may reveal a totally new landscape.

Humans are amphibians - half spirit and half animal. As spirits they belong to the eternal world, but as animals they inhabit time.

Pain is G-d's megaphone to wake up the world.

Monarchy can easily be "debunked," but watch the faces, mark well the debunkers. These are the men whose taproot in Eden has been cut: whom no rumour of the polyphony, the dance, can reach - men to whom pebbles laid in a row are more beautiful than an arch. Where men are forbidden to honour a king they honour millionaires, athletes or film stars instead: For spiritual nature, like bodily nature, will be served; deny it food and it will gobble poison.

Grief. The pain now is part of the happiness then. That's the deal.