He saw mankind going through life in a childlike manner... which he loved but also despised.... He saw them toiling, saw them suffering, and becoming gray for the sake of things which seemed to him to be entirely unworthy of this price, for money, for little pleasures, for being slightly honoured.

Often it is the most deserving people who cannot help loving those who destroy them.

God does not send us despair in order to kill us; he sends it in order to awaken us to new life.

What we can and should change is ourselves: our impatience, our egoism (including intellectual egoism), our sense of injury, our lack of love and forbearance. I regard every other attempt to change the world, even if it springs from the best intentions, as futile.

A tree has something to say to us: Be still! Be still! Look at me!... Home is within you, or home is nowhere at all.

That's the way it is when you love. It makes you suffer, and I have suffered much in the years since. But it matters little that you suffer, so long as you feel alive with a sense of the close bond that connects all living things, so long as love does not die!

Were not the gods forms created like me and you, mortal, transient?