Oh, if I had had a friend at this moment, a friend in an attic room, dreaming by candlelight and with a violin lying ready at his hand! How I should have slipped up to him in his quiet hour, noiselessly climbing the winding stair to take him by surprise, and then with talk and music we should have held heavenly festival throughout the night!

What should I possibly have to tell you, oh venerable one? Perhaps that you're searching far too much? That in all that searching, you don't find the time for finding?

When you like someone, you like them in spite of their faults. When you love someone, you love them with their faults.

The voices of all creatures are in the voices of the river.

A mere nothing suffices — and the lightning strikes.

Seeking means: to have a goal; but finding means: to be free, to be receptive, to have no goal.

At one time I had given much thought to why men were so very rarely capable of living for an ideal. Now I saw that many, no, all men were capable of dying for one.