‎This I know... That often when I sang, and drummed, and danced, I found my eternity.

I ask my destiny - what power is this That cruelly drives me onward without rest? My destiny says, "Look round!" I turn back and see It is I myself that is ever pushing me from behind.

We read the world wrong and say that it deceives us.

When I go from hence, let this be my parting word, that what I have seen is unsurpassable.

Beauty is simply reality seen with the eyes of love

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.

What you are you do not see, what you see is your shadow.