Work, especially good work, becomes easy only when desire has learnt to discipline itself.

Power takes as ingratitude the writhing of its victims

If someone smells a flower and says he does not understand, the reply to him is: there is nothing to understand, it is only a scent. If he persists, saying: that I know, but what does it all mean? Then one has either to change the subject, or make it more abstruse by saying that the scent is the shape which the universal joy takes in the flower.

While God waits for His temple to be built of love, men bring stones.

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

I will sit in the pupil of your eyes and that will carry your sight into the heart of the things

The greed for fruit misses the flower.