Tolerance is love sick with the sickness of haughtiness.
Out of suffering have emerged the strongest souls; the most massive characters are seared with scars.
We fear death, yet we long for slumber and beautiful dreams.
Let there be spaces in your togetherness
For the first time the sun kissed my own naked face and my soul was inflamed with love for the sun, and I wanted my masks no more. And as if in a trance I cried, "Blessed, blessed are the thieves who stole my masks." Thus I became a madman.
And when you crush an apple with your teeth, say to it in your heart: Your seeds shall live in my body, And the buds of your tomorrow shall blossom in my heart, And your fragrance shall be my breath, And together we shall rejoice through all the seasons.