It is not a garment I cast off this day, but a skin that I tear with my own hands.

Only when you drink from the river of silence shall you indeed sing. And when you have reached the mountain top, then you shall begin to climb. And when the earth shall claim your limbs, then shall you truly dance.

And let there be no purpose in friendship save the deepening of the spirit. For love that seeks aught but the disclosure of its own mystery is not love but a net cast forth: and only the unprofitable is caught.

The fool sees naught but folly; and the madman only madness. Yesterday I asked a foolish man to count the fools among us. He laughed and said, "This is too hard a thing to do, and it will take too long. Were it not better to count only the wise?"

Some who are too scrupulous to steal your possessions nevertheless see no wrong in tampering with your thoughts.

Beauty is not in the face; beauty is a light in the heart.

Beauty is that which attracts your soul, and that which loves to give and not to receive.