I never believed in trying to do anything. Whatever I set out to do I found I had already accomplished.

My days are as happy as those reserved by God for his elect; and whatever be my fate hereafter, I can never say that I have not tasted joy— the purest joy of life.

Wild dreams torment me as I lie. And though a god lives in my heart, though all my power waken at his word, though he can move my every inmost part - yet nothing in the outer world is stirred. thus by existence tortured and oppressed I crave for death, I long for rest.

Confronted by outstanding merit, there is no way of saving one's ego except by love

It is not doing the thing we like to do, but liking the thing we have to do, that makes life blessed.

One must keep repeating the Truth.

two souls, alas, are housed within my breast, and each will wrestle for the mastery there.