Often you shall think your road impassable, sombre and companionless. Have will and plod along; and round each curve you shall find a new companion.

Often you shall think your road impassable, sombre and companionless. Have will and plod along; and round each curve you shall find a new companion.

How much more infinite a sea is man? Be not so childish as to measure him from head to foot and think you have found his borders.

Ask not of things to shed their veils. Unveil yourselves, and things will be unveiled.

Whoever cannot find a temple in his heart, the same can never find his heart in any temple.

As you die continually when living. So do you live continually when dead; if not in this body, then in a body of another form.

Logic is immaturity weaving its nets of gossamer wherewith it aims to catch the behemoth of knowledge. Logic is a crutch for the cripple, but a burden for the swift of foot and a greater burden still for the wise.