Love to his soul gave eyes; he knew things are not as they seem. The dream is his real life; the world around him is the dream.

Those who have compared our life to a dream were right... we were sleeping wake, and waking sleep.

Miracles arise from our ignorance of nature, not from nature itself.

A wise man never loses anything, if he has himself.

We only labor to stuff the memory, and leave the conscience and the understanding unfurnished and void.

Man will rise, if God by exception lends him a hand; he will rise by abandoning and renouncing his own means, and letting himselfbe raised and uplifted by purely celestial means.

A volunteer, you assign yourself specific roles and risks according to your judgement of their brilliance and importance, and you see when life itself may be justifiably devoted to them.