One must also accept that one has 'uncreative' moments. The more honestly one can accept that, the quicker these moments will pass.

The externals are simply so many props; everything we need is within us.

We should be willing to act as a balm for all wounds.

I don’t want to be anything special. I only want to try to be true to that in me which seeks to fulfill its promise.

Thinking gets you nowhere. It may be a fine and noble aid in academic studies, but you can't think your way out of emotional difficulties. That takes something altogether different. You have to make yourself passive then, and just listen. Re-establish contact with a slice of eternity.

If one burdens the future with one's worries, it cannot grow organically. I am filled with confidence, not that I shall succeed in worldly things, but that even when things go badly for me I shall still find life good and worth living.

Such words as 'God' and 'Death' and 'Suffering' and 'Eternity' are best forgotten. We have to become as simple and as wordless as the growing corn or the falling rain. We must just be.