Our anxiety does not come from thinking about the future, but from wanting to control it.

The saint and the sinner are twin brothers...one was born but the moment before the other.

Men who do not forgive women their little faults will never enjoy their great virtues.

No lower can a man descend than to interpret his dreams into gold and silver.

Am I a harp that the hand of the mighty may touch me, or a flute that his breath may pass through me? A seeker of silences am I, and what treasure have I found in silences that I may dispense with confidence?

The brooks flow to their lover, the sea, and the flowers smile at the object of their passion, the light. The mist rolls down to its beloved, the valley. And I? In me is what brooks do not know, what flowers do not hear, what the mist does not apprehend. You see me alone in my love, solitary in my yearning.

The snow and the storm destroy the flower; but its seed they cannot kill.