A large group of us were crowded into the Gestapo hall, and at that moment the circumstances of all our lives were the same. All of us occupied the same space, the men behind the desk no less than those about to be questioned. What distinguished each of us was only our inner attitude.

That I should die next week, I would still be able to sit at my desk all week and study with perfect equanimity, for I know now that life and death make a meaningful whole.

Each of us must turn inward and destroy in himself all that he thinks he ought to destroy in others.

If one finds the strength to deal with small things, one finds it to deal with the large ones as well.

The more peace there is in us, the more peace there will be in our troubled world.

Our desire must be like a slow and stately ship, sailing across endless oceans, never in search of safe anchorage. Then suddenly, unexpectedly, it will find mooring for a moment.

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.