A dewdrop is a perfect integrity that has no filial memory of its parentage.
Your idol is shattered in the dust to prove that God's dust is greater than your idol.
I am restless. I am athirst for faraway things. My soul goes out in a longing to touch the skirt of the dim distance. O Great Beyond, O the keen call of thy flute! I forget, I ever forget, that I have no wings to fly, that I am bound in this spot evermore.
What you are you do not see, what you see is your shadow.
Truth looks tawdry when she is overdressed.
Life itself is a strange mixture. We have to take it as it is, try to understand it, and then to better it.