I know you have a hundred complex cases against God in court, but never mind, let's just get out of this mess.

The great religions are the ships, Poets the life boats. Every sane person I know has jumped overboard.

How did the rose ever open its heart and give to this world all of its beauty? It felt the encouragement of Light against its being; otherwise we all remain too frightened.

Speak but little, and that little only when thy own purposes require it. Heaven has given thee two ears but only one tongue, which means: listen to two things, but be not the first to propose one.

Be content with what thou hast received, and smooth thy frowning forehead, for the door of choice is not open either to thee or me.

On the neck of a young man sparkles no gem so gracious as enterprise.

Love sometimes gets tired of speaking sweetly and wants to rip to shreds all your erroneous notions of the truth that make you fight within yourself, dear one, and with others, causing the world to weep on too many fine days... The Beloved sometimes wants to do us a great favor: Hold us upside down and shake all the nonsense out.