Simply wait, be quiet, still The world will freely offer itself to you.

Please — consider me a dream.

People keep themselves at a tolerable height above an infernal abyss toward which they gravitate only by putting out all their strength and lovingly helping one another. They are tied together by ropes, and it's bad enough when the ropes around an individual loosen and he drops somewhat lower than the others into empty space; ghastly when the ropes break and he falls. That's why we should cling to the others.

First impressions are always unreliable.

My guiding principle is this: Guilt is never to be doubted.

But what if all the tranquility, all the comfort, all the contentment were now to come to a horrifying end?

The observer of the soul cannot penetrate into the soul, but there doubtless is a margin where he comes into contact with it. Recognition of this contact is the fact that even the soul does not know of itself. Hence it must remain unknown. That would be sad only if there were anything apart from the soul, but there is nothing else.