Other animals ran only when they had a reason, but the horse would run for no reason whatever, as if to run out of his own skin

Other animals ran only when they had a reason, but the horse would run for no reason whatever, as if to run out of his own skin

When he has the power to see things detached from self-interest and from the insistent claims of the lust of the senses, then alone can he have the true vision of the beauty that is everywhere.

Where the mind is without fear and the head is held high Where knowledge is free.

When our universe is in harmony with man, the eternal, we know it as truth, we feel it as beauty.

When the heat and motion of blind impulses and passions distract it on all sides, we can neither give nor receive anything truly. But when we find our centre in our soul by the power of self-restraint, by the force that harmonizes all warring element

Let it not be death but completeness. Let love melt into memory and pain into songs. Let the flight through the sky end in the folding of the wings over the nest. Let the last touch of your hands be gentle like the flower of the night. Stand still, O Beautiful End, for a moment, and say your last words in silence. I bow to you and hold up my lamp to light you on your way.