When you look closely people are so strange & so complicated that they're actually beautiful.

For the vision of one man lends not its wings to another man.

You cannot judge any man beyond your knowledge of him, and how small is your knowledge.

Even as the holy and the righteous cannot rise beyond the highest which is in each one of you, so the wicked and the weak cannot fall lower than the lowest which is in you also.

I would not exchange the sorrows of my heart for the joys of the multitude. And I would not have the tears that sadness makes to flow from my every part turn into laughter. I would that my life remain a tear and a smile.

For what is prayer but the expansion of your self into the living ether?

The poet is a bird of strange moods. He descends from his lofty domain to tarry among us, singing; if we do not honor him he will unfold his wings and fly back to his dwelling place.