Women opened the windows of my eyes and the doors of my spirit. Had it not been for the woman-mother, the woman-sister, and the woman-friend, I would have been sleeping among those who seek the tranquility of the world with their snoring.

There are those who give with joy, and that joy is their reward.

The significance of a man is not in what he attains, but rather what he longs to attain.

And alone and without his nest shall the Eagle fly across the sun.

A hermit is one who renounces the world of fragments that he may enjoy the world wholly and without interruption.

Like the ocean is your god-self; It remains for ever undefiled. And like the ether it lifts but the winged. Even like the sun is your god-self; It knows not the ways of the mole nor seeks it the holes of the serpent. But your god-self does not dwell alone in your being. Much in you is still man, and much in you is not yet man, But a shapeless pigmy that walks asleep in the mist searching for its own awakening.

The mute grain turns to love songs when swallowed by the nightingale.