If you shed tears when you miss the sun, you also miss the stars.

And it shall be my endeavour to reveal thee in my actions, knowing it is thy power gives me strength to act.

Death is turning out the lamp because the dawn has appeared.

My day is done, and I am like a boat drawn on the beach, listening to the dance-music of the tide in the evening.

When our universe is in harmony with man, the eternal, we know it as truth, we feel it as beauty.

A lamp can only light another lamp when it continues to burn in its own flame.

Let my thoughts come to you, when I am gone, like the afterglow of sunset at the margin of starry silence.