The truly just is he who feels half guilty of your misdeeds.
Why dispute what we shall be, when we know not even what we are.
In the depth of your hopes and desires lies your silent knowledge of the beyond.
If I extend an empty hand and in retrieving it and finding it still empty, I feel disappointment, that is foolishness; yet if I extend a hand which is full and yet find no one to receive it, then that is hopelessness.
Say not, 'I have found the truth,' but rather, 'I have found a truth.'
A minute moving among the patterns of beauty and the dreams of love is greater and more precious than an age filled with splendor granted by the weak to the strong.