All things in this creation exist within you and all things in you exist in creation; there is no border between you and the closest things, and there is no distance between you and the farthest things, and all things, from the lowest to the loftiest, from the smallest to the greatest, are within you as equal things.

Every man is two men; one is awake in the darkness, the other asleep in the light.

I wash my hands of those who imagine chattering to be knowledge, silence to be ignorance, and affection to be art.

Death changes nothing but the mask that covers our faces.

He who loses his mother loses a pure soul who blesses and guards him constantly.

And let it direct your passion with reason, that your passion may livethrough its own daily resurrection, and like the phoenix rise above its own ashes.

Sorrow is too great to exist in small hearts.