I knew there were, in myself, the souls of millions of people who lived centuries ago; not just people but animals, plants, the elements, things, even, matter. All of these exist in me.

Put a bird cage near the window so that the bird can see the sky? It's much better to look than not to, even if it hurts.

The truth is, I can never die. For I will be in everything and see you in everything and watch over you. I am your reaction in the water of a mountain lake

It is the Nobel Prize I want. It's worth $400,000.

I've solved the mystery: You have to submit silently. Open up, let go. Let anything penetrate you, even the most painful things. Endure. Bear up. That's the magic key! The text comes by itself, and its meaning shakes the soul. You mustn't let scar tissue form on your wounds; you have to keep ripping them open in order to turn your insides into a marvelous instrument that is capable of anything. All this has its price.

People who do not see the terrible things therefore do not see the beautiful things, either.

I could be with a woman in a bed, for weeks even, and it would seem to me like three seconds. Or 300 years.