He it is, the innermost one, who awakens my being with his deep hidden touches. He it is who puts his enchantment upon these eyes and joyfully plays on the chords of my heart in varied cadence of pleasure and pain.

Reach high, for stars lie hidden in you. Dream deep, for every dream precedes the goal.

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

Alas, why are my nights all thus lost? Ah, why do I ever miss his sight whose breath touches my sleep?

The weak can be terrible because they try furiously to appear strong.

When we accept any discipline for ourselves, we try to avoid everything except that which is necessary for our purpose; it is this purposefulness, which belongs to the adult mind, that we force upon school children. We say, "Never keep your mind aler.

God finds himself by creating.