The more I work with the body, keeping my assumptions in a temporary state of reservation, the more I appreciate and sympathize with a given disease. The body no longer appears as a sick or irrational demon, but as a process with its own inner logic and wisdom.

We are often unable to tell people what they need to know, because they want to know something else, and would therefore only misunderstand what we said.

The doing of things from duty is but a stage on the road to the kingdom of truth and love.

Love is the opener as well as closer of eyes.

It matters little where a man may be at this moment; the point is whether he is growing.

Work is not always required. There is such a thing as sacred idleness.

Alas! how easily things go wrong!