Praise shames me, for I secretly beg for it.

The real frienship is like fluorescence, it shines better when everything has darken.

Music fills the infinite between two souls. This has been muffled by the mist of our daily habits.

Truth looks tawdry when she is overdressed.

I believe in a spiritual world - not as anything separate from this world - but as its innermost truth. With the breath we draw we must always feel this truth, that we are living in God.

There is a point where in the mystery of existence contradictions meet; where movement is not all movement and stillness is not all stillness; where the idea and the form, the within and the without, are united; where infinite becomes finite, yet not losing its infinity. If this meeting is dissolved, then things become unreal.

The small wisdom is like water in a glass: clear, transparent, pure. The great wisdom is like the water in the sea: dark, mysterious, impenetrable.