The flower fades and dies; but he who wears the flower has not to mourn for it for ever.

The burden of the self is lightened with I laugh at myself.

It's far better to make people angry than to make them ashamed.

Unless you have found God in your own soul, the whole world will seem meaningless to you.

The infinite being has assumed unto himself the mystery of finitude. And in him who is love the finite and the infinite are made one.

He only has freedom who ideally loves freedom himself and is glad to extend it to others. He who cares to have slaves must chain himself to them. He who builds walls to create exclusion for others builds walls across his own freedom. He who distrusts freedom in others loses his moral right to it.

Obstinate are the trammels, but my heart aches when I try to break them. Freedom is all I want, but to hope for it I feel ashamed. I am certain that priceless wealth is in thee, and that thou art my best friend, but I have not the heart to sweep away the tinsel that fills my room. The shroud that covers me is a shroud of dust and death; I hate it, yet hug it in love. My debts are large, my failures great, my shame secret and heavy; yet when I come to ask for my good, I quake in fear lest my prayer be granted.