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.

Our god's name is Abraxas and he is God and Satan and he contains both the luminous and the dark world.

Wisdom cannot be imparted. Wisdom that a wise man attempts to impart always sounds like foolishness to someone else.

Life is always frightful. We cannot help it and we are responsible all the same. One's born and at once one is guilty.

You must find your dream...but no dream lasts forever, each dream is followed by another, and one should not cling to any particular dream.

Beautiful was this world, looking at it thus, without searching, thus simply, thus childlike.

I have had to experience so much stupidity, so many vices, so much error, so much nausea, disillusionment and sorrow, just in order to become a child again and begin anew. I had to experience despair, I had to sink to the greatest mental depths, to thoughts of suicide, in order to experience grace.