A shy failure is nobler than an immodest success.

I use hate as a weapon to defend myself; had I been strong, I would never have needed that kind of weapon.

And before my Soul took me to task I was hard of hearing; I heard only tumult and uproar. But now I am all ears listening to the silence and its choirs singing the hymns of time, intoning the praises of the firmament, revealing the secrets of the invisible.

For Reason, ruling alone, is a force confining; and Passion, unattended, is a flame that burns to its own destruction.

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

For life and death are one, even as the river and the sea are one.

What is this world that is hastening me toward I know not what, viewing me with contempt?