Only one feat is possible: not to have run away.

He who wants to keep his garden tidy doesn't reserve a plot for weeds.

You cannot play with the animal in you without becoming wholly animal, play with falsehood without forfeiting your right to truth, play with cruelty without losing your sensitivity of mind. He who wants to keep his garden tidy does not reserve a plot for weeds

Isn't the fulfillment of our duty towards our neighbor an expression of deepest desire?

Humility is just as much the opposite of self-abasement as it is of self-exaltation.

The truth is so simple that it is regarded as a pretentious banality.

Here man is no longer the center of the world, only a witness, but a witness who is also a partner in the silent life of Nature, bound by secret affinities of the trees.