Say not, I have found the path of the soul Say rather, I have met the soul walking upon my path.

Life without love is like a tree without blossoms or fruit.

Your life is an island separated from all other islands and continents. Regardless of how many boats you send to other shores or how many ships arrive upon your shores, you yourself are an island separated by its own pains, secluded in its happiness

There are those who give with joy, and that joy is their reward. And there are those who give with pain, and that pain is their baptism. And there are those who give and know not pain in giving, nor do they seek joy, nor give with mindfulness of virtue; They give as in yonder valley the myrtle breathes its fragrance into space. Through the hands of such as these God speaks, and from behind their eyes he smiles upon the earth.

Long were the days of pain I have spent within its walls, and long were the nights of aloneness; and who can depart from his pain and his aloneness without regret?

Every man is two men; one is awake in the darkness, the other asleep in the light.

You are your own forerunner, and the towers you have builded are but the foundation of your giant-self. And that self too shall be a foundation.