She followed slowly, taking a long time, As though there were some obstacles in the way; And yet: as though, once it was overcome, She would be beyond all walking, and would fly.

Think... of the world you carry within you, and call this thinking whatever you want to: a remembering of your own childhood or a yearning toward a future of your own - only be attentive to what is arising within you, and place that above everything you perceive around you. What is happening in your innermost self is worthy of your entire love; somehow you must find a way to work at it.

And do not change. Do not divert your love from visible things. But go on loving what is good, simple and ordinary; animals and things and flowers, and keep the balance true.

A work of art is good if it has arisen out of necessity. That is the only way one can judge it.

Resolve to be always beginning-to be a beginner!

As the arrow endures the string, and in the gathering momentum becomes more than itself. Because to stay is to be nowhere.

Be patient toward all that is unsolved in your heart.