I tend to think that you fulfill your own destiny, whether you realize it or not.

Vessels expose the invisible Zeitgeist, the visible formed by the invisible.

We forget that the soul has its own ancestors.

Suppose that throughout your childhood you were good with numbers. Other kids used to copy your homework. You figured store discounts faster than your parents. People came to you for help with such things. So you took accounting and eventually became a tax auditor for the IRS. What an embarrassing job, right? You feel you should be writing poetry or doing aviation mechanics or whatever. But then you realize that tax collecting can be a calling too.

It's better to go into the world half-cocked than not to go into the world at all.

We must look back over our lives and look at some of the accidents and curiosities and oddities and troubles and sicknesses and begin to see more in those things than we saw before. It raises questions, so that when peculiar little accidents happen, you ask whether there is something else at work in your life.

In the past, friendship was a huge thing. But it's hard for us to think of friendship as a calling, because it's not a vocation.