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

You know quite well, deep within you, that there is only a single magic, a single power, a single salvation...and that is called loving. Well, then, love your suffering. Do not resist it, do not flee from it. It is your aversion that hurts, nothing else.

Good that you ask. You should always ask, always have doubts.

I began to understand that suffering and disappointments and melancholy are there not to vex us or cheapen us or deprive us of our dignity but to mature and transfigure us.

If my life were not a dangerous, painful experiment, if I did not constantly skirt the abyss and feel the void under my feet, my life would have no meaning and I would not have been able to write anything.

He had loved and he had found himself. Most people love to lose themselves.

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.