Love is when the soul starts to sing and the flowers of your life bloom on their own.

The hours trip rapidly away, hiding their dreams in their skirts.

Let my doing nothing when I have nothing to do, become untroubled in its depth of peace, like the evening in the seashore when the water is silent.

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.

What you are you do not see, what you see is your shadow.

Our responsibility is no longer to acquire, but to BE.

Let the dead have the immortality of fame, but the living the immortality of love.