He who does not prefer exile to slavery is not free by any measure of freedom, truth and duty.

Love has the power that dispels death; charm that conquers the enemy.

The tears that you spill, the sorrowful, are sweeter than the laughter of snobs and the guffaws of scoffers.

Only love and death will change all things.

Much of your pain is the bitter potion by which the physician within you heals your sick self.

In the depths of your hopes and desires, lies your silent knowledge of the beyond, and like seeds dreaming beneath the snow, your heart dreams of spring. Trust the dreams, for in them is hidden the gate to eternity.

The teacher who is indeed wise does not bid you to enter the house of his wisdom but rather leads you to the threshold of your mind.