In death the many become one; in life the one become many.

Everything has sprung from immortal life and is vibrating with life, for life is immense!

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.

Let the dead have the immortality of fame, but the living the immortality of love.

Love is an endless mystery, because there is no reasonable cause that could explain it.

With begging and scrambling we find very little, but with being true to ourselves we find a great deal more.

When old words die out on the tongue, new melodies break forth from the heart; and where the old tracks are lost, new country is revealed with its wonders.