Every beloved object is the center point of a paradise.
Poetry heals the wounds inflicted by reason.
To philosophize means to make vivid.
The seat of the soul is where the inner world and the outer world meet. Where they overlap, it is in every point of the overlap.
We are more closely connected to the invisible than to the visible.
The mysterious path goes inward. It is in us, and not anywhere else, where the eternity of the worlds, the past and the future are found.