Brahma was excessively sparing with earth, water, and fire.... The reckless expenditure of air and ether in his composition was amazing. And, in consequence, he perpetually struggled to outreach the wind, to outrun space itself. 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.

You can't cross a sea by merely staring into the water.

Praise shames me, for I secretly beg for it.

For man is by nature an artist.

Thou hast brought the distant near and made a brother of the stranger.

I have on my table a violin string. It is free to move in any direction I like. If I twist one end, it responds; it is free. But it is not free to sing. So I take it and fix it into my violin. I bind it and when it is bound, it is free for the first time to sing.

The infinite being has assumed unto himself the mystery of finitude. And in him who is love the finite and the infinite are made one.