The one who acts is always without conscience; nobody has a conscience but the contemplative person.

Over all the mountain tops is peace. In all treetops you perceive scarcely a breath. The little birds in the forest are silent. Wait then; soon, you too, will have peace.

The field of experience is the whole universe in all directions. Theory remains shut up within the limits of human faculties.

Nature understands no jesting. She is always true, always serious, always severe. She is always right, and the errors are always those of man.

How many years you have to keep on doing, until you know what to do and how to do!

To know someone here or there with whom you can feel there is understanding in spite of distances or thoughts expressed That can make life a garden.

Everything great and intelligent is in the minority