I deserted the world and sought solitude because I became tired of rendering courtesy to those multitudes who believe that humility is a sort of weakness, and mercy a kind of cowardice, and snobbery a form of strength.

If your heart is a volcano, how shall you expect flowers to bloom?

God has placed in each soul an apostle to lead us upon the illumined path. Yet many seek life from without, unaware that is within them.

A teacher can only lead you to the threshold of your own mind.

Tolerance is love sick with the sickness of haughtiness.

Tears have cleansed my eyes, and errors have taught me the language of the hearts.

To know the pain of too much tenderness