A little while, a moment of rest upon the wind, and another woman shall bear me.
Work is love made visible.
Your pain is the breaking of the shell that encloses your understanding.
We wanderers, ever seeking the lonelier way, begin no day where we have ended another day; and no sunrise finds us where sunset left us.
No lower can a man descend than to interpret his dreams into gold and silver.
A man can be free without being great, but no man can be great without being free.