Art is a step from what is obvious and well-known toward what is arcane and concealed.

You talk when you cease to be at peace with your thoughts; And when you can no longer dwell in the solitude of your heart you live in your lips, and sound is a diversion and a pastime. And in much of your talking, thinking is half murdered.

The nearest to my heart are a king without a kingdom and a poor man who does not know how to beg.

He who has not looked on Sorrow will never see Joy. [for without sorrow how would you know what joy is? Contrast provides peceptive clarity]

A truly religious man does not embrace a religion; and he who embraces one has no religion.

And when one of you falls down he falls for those behind him, a caution against the stumbling stone. Ay, and he falls for those ahead of him, who though faster and surer of foot, yet removed not the stumbling stone.

You see but your shadow when you turn your back to the sun.