Dig deep into your heart, where the answer spreads its roots in your being, and ask yourself solemnly, Must I write?

a good marriage is that in which each appoints the other guardian of his solitude

I am the rest between two notes which are somehow always in discord.

I implore those who love me to love my solitude.

A birdsong can even, for a moment, make the whole world into a sky within us, because we feel that the bird does not distinguish between its heart and the world's.

The necessary thing is after all but this; solitude, great inner solitude. Going into oneself for hours meeting no one - this one must be able to attain.

Never has grief been possessed, never has love been learned, and what removes us in death is not revealed.