All it has experienced, tasted, suffered: The course of years, generations of animals, Oppression, recovery, friendship of sun and - Wind Will pour forth each day in the song Of its rustling foliage, in the friendly Gesture of its gently swaying crown, In the delicate sweet scent of resinous Sap moistening the sleep-glued buds, And the eternal game of lights and Shadows it plays with itself, content.

The bourgeois prefers comfort to pleasure, convenience to liberty, and a pleasant temperature to the deathly inner consuming fire.

I have always been a great dreamer; in dreams I am more active than in my real life, and these shadows sapped me of health and energy.

. . . gentleness is stronger than severity, water is stronger than rock, love is stronger than force.

I will no longer mutilate and destroy myself in order to find a secret behind the ruins.

lucid and quiet his voice hovered above the listeners, like a light, like a starry sky.

He saw that the water continually flowed and flowed and yet it was always there; it was always the same and yet every moment it was new.