From the grasses in the field to the stars in the sky, each one is doing just that; and there is such profound peace and surpassing beauty in nature because none of these tries forcibly to transgress its limitations.

The traveler has to knock at every alien door to come to his own, and one has to wander through all the outer worlds to reach the innermost shrine at the end.

The soil in return for her service keeps the tree tied to her, the sky asks nothing and leaves it free.

When I go from hence, let this be my parting word, that what I have seen is unsurpassable.

Those who have everything but thee, my God, laugh at those who have nothing but thyself.

The cure for all the illness of life is stored in the inner depth of life itself, the access to which becomes possible when we are alone. This solitude is a world in itself, full of wonders and resources unthought of. It is absurdly near; yet so unapproachably distant.

Compliments win friends, honesty loses them.