We choose our joys and sorrows long before we experience them.

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.

Enthusiasm is a volcano on whose top never grows the grass of hesitation.

For thought is a bird of space, that in a cage of words may indeed unfold its wings but cannot fly.

For that which is boundless in you abides in the mansion of the sky, whose door is the morning mist, and whose windows are the songs and the silences of night.

They deem me mad because I will not sell my days for gold; and I deem them mad because they think my days have a price.

All can hear, but only the sensitive can understand.