Life itself is a strange mixture. We have to take it as it is, try to understand it, and then to better it.

A lamp can only light another lamp when it continues to burn in its own flame.

Where the mind is led forward by thee into ever-widening thought and action-Into that heaven of freedom, my father, let my country awake.

The stars are not afraid to appear like fireflies.

Perhaps the crescent moon smiles in doubt at being told that it is a fragment awaiting perfection.

The truth comes as conqueror only because we have lost the art of receiving it as guest.

My dearest life, I know you are not mine forever; but do love me even if it’s for this moment. After that I shall vanish into the forest where you cast me, I won’t ask anyone for anything again. Give me something that can last me till I die.