Whatever we understand and enjoy in human products instantly becomes ours, wherever they might have their origin... Let me feel with unalloyed gladness that all the great glories of man are mine.

I have spent many days stringing and unstringing my instrument while the song I came to sing remains unsung.

Oh my only friend, my best beloved, the gates are open in my house—do not pass by like a dream.

This principle of opposites is at the very root of Creation, which is divided between the rule of the King and the Queen; Night and Day; the One and the Varied; the Eternal and the Evolving.

The world puts off its mask of vastness to its lover. It becomes small as one song, as one kiss of the eternal.

Grant me that I may not be a coward, feeling your mercy in my success alone; but let me find the grasp of your hand in my failure.

When I go from hence, let this be my parting word, that what I have seen is unsurpassable.