The sparrow is sorry for the peacock at the burden of its tail.

The trees come up to my window like the yearning voice of the dumb earth

Let me not look for allies in life's battlefield,But to my own strength. Let me not crave in anxious fear to be saved,But for the patience to win my freedom.

God, the Great Giver, can open the whole universe to our gaze in the narrow space of a single land.

God finds himself by creating.

The child learns so easily because he has a natural gift, but adults, because they are tyrants, ignore natural gifts and say that children must learn through the same process that they learned by. We insist upon forced mental feeding and our lessons

Today I feel that I shall win through. I have come to the gateway of the simple; I am now content to see things as they are. I have gained freedom myself; I shall allow freedom to others. In my work will be my salvation.