...and the vessel was not full, his intellect was not satisfied, his soul was not at peace, his heart was not still.

For the first time in my life I tasted death, and death tasted bitter, for death is birth, is fear and dread of some terrible renewal.

I called the world of phenomena an illusion, I called my eyes and my tongue an accident, valueless phenomena. No, that is all over; I have awakened, I have really awakened and I have just been born today.

Only the ideas that we really live have any value.

a person is never entirely holy or entirely sinful.

Every healthy person must have a goal in life and that life must have content.

Every man is more than just himself; he also represents the unique, the very special and always significant and remarkable point at which the world's phenomena intersect, only once in this way, and never again.