In the final analysis, we count for something only because of the essential that we embody. If we do not embody that, life is wasted.

In all chaos there is a cosmos, in all disorder a secret order.

The sure path can only lead to death.

Man is the mirror God holds up to himself, the sense organ with which he apprehends his being.

Hurry is not of the devil; hurry is the devil.

You are a slave of what you need in your soul.

But, if you have nothing at all to create, then perhaps you create yourself.