By believing passionately in that which doesn't exist, you create it and that which has not been sufficiently desired is what we call the non existent.

Happy is the man, I thought, who, before dying, has the good fortune to sail the Aegean sea.

You can knock on a deaf man's door forever.

You do miracles if you concentrate your mind on one thing and one thing only.

I say one thing, you write another, and those who read you understand still something else! I say: cross, death, kingdom of heaven, God...and what do you understand? Each of you attaches his own suffering, interests and desires to each of these sacred words, and my words disappear, my soul is lost. I can't stand it any longer!

What, then is our duty? It is to carefully distinguish the historic moment in which we live and to consciously assign our small energies to a specific battlefield. The more we are in phase with the current which leads the way, the more we aid man in his difficult, uncertain, danger-fraught ascent toward salvation.

Never in my life have I feared death as much as I feared that resurrection.