Dreams and restless thoughts came flowing to him from the river, from the twinkling stars at night, from the sun's melting rays. Dreams and a restlessness of the soul came to him.

How beautiful the world was when one looked at it, without searching... just looked, simply and innocently.

No permanence is ours, we are a wave that flows to fit whatever form it finds.

Every man's story is important, eternal and sacred. That is why every man, as long as he lives and fulfills the will of nature, is wondrous and worthy of every consideration.

My real self wanders elsewhere, far away, wanders on and on invisibly and has nothing to do with my life.

Every important cultural gesture comes down to a morality, a model for human behavior concentrated into a gesture.

For me, trees have always been the most penetrating preachers. I revere them when they live in tribes and families, in forests and groves. And even more I revere them when they stand alone. They are like lonely persons. Not like hermits who have stolen away out of some weakness, but like great, solitary men, like Beethoven and Nietzsche.