Your solitude will expand and become a place where you can live in the twilight, where the noise of other people passes, far in the distance.

I never read anything concerning my work. I feel that criticism is a letter to the public which the author, since it is not directed to him, does not have to open and read.

Draw near to Nature. Then try like some first human being to say what you see and experience and love and lose.

Deeply I go down into myself. My god is Dark and like a webbing made of a hundred roots that drink in silence.

People have (with the help of conventions) oriented all their solutions toward the easy and toward the easiest side of the easy; but it is clear that we must hold to what is difficult; everything alive holds to it, everything in Nature grows and defends itself in its own way and is characteristically and spontaneously itself, seeks at all costs to be so and against all opposition.

May what I do flow from me like a river, no forcing and no holding back, the way it is with children.

All feelings that concentrate you and lift you up are pure; only that feeling is impure which grasps just one side of your being and thus distorts you. Everything you can think of as you face your childhood, is good. Everything that makes more of you than you have ever been, even in your best hours, is right. Every intensification is good, if it is in your entire blood, if it isn't intoxication or muddiness, but joy which you can see into, clear to the bottom.