I slept and I dreamed that life is all joy. I woke and I saw that life is all service. I served and I saw that service is joy.

Only love and death will change all things.

Life without Freedom is like a body without a soul, and Freedom without Thought is like a confused spirit. . . . Life, Freedom and Thought are three-in-one, and are everlasting and shall never pass away.

How can I lose faith in the justice of life, when the dreams of those who sleep upon feathers are not more beautiful than the dreams of those who sleep upon the earth?

I would not exchange the laughter of my heart for the fortunes of the multitudes.

I deserted the world and sought solitude because I became tired of rendering courtesy to those multitudes who believe that humility is a sort of weakness, and mercy a kind of cowardice, and snobbery a form of strength.

Life without Liberty is like a body without spirit. Liberty without thought is like a disturbed spirit.