Those who own much have much to fear.

that which is eternal within the moment only becomes shallow if spread out in time.

If you cry because the sun has gone out of your life, your tears will prevent you from seeing the stars.

Some day I shall sing to thee in the sunrise of some other world, I have seen thee before in the light of the earth, in the love of man.

In Art, man reveals himself and not his objects.

When I go from hence, let this be my parting word, that what I have seen is unsurpassable. I have tasted of the hidden honey of this lotus that expands on the ocean of light, and thus I am blessed—let this be my parting word. In this playhouse of infinite forms I have had my play and here have I caught sight of him who is formless. My whole body and my limbs have thrilled with his touch who is beyond touch; and if the end comes here, let it come—let this be my parting word.

Memory, the priestess, kills the present and offers its heart to the shrine of the dead past.