Oh heart, if one should say to you that the soul perishes like the body, answer that the flower withers, but the seed remains.

Your pain is the breaking of the shell that encloses your understanding... And could you keep your heart in wonder at the daily miracles of your life, your pain would not seem less wondrous than your joy

Verily the kindness that gazes upon itself in a mirror turns to stone, and a good deed that calls itself by tender names becomes the parent to a curse.

When you see a man led to prison say in your heart, "Mayhap he is escaping from a narrower prison." And when you see a man drunken say in your heart, "Mayhap he sought escape from something still more unbeautiful.

All our words are but crumbs that fall down from the feast of the mind.

Lovers embrace that which is between them rather than each other.

You progress not through what has been done, but reaching towards what has yet to be done.