Love consists in this, that two solitudes protect and touch and greet each other.

Love is like the measles. The older you get it, the worse the attack.

This is in the end the only kind of courage that is required of us: the courage to face the strangest, most unusual, most inexplicable experiences that can meet us.

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.

One had to take some action against fear when once it laid hold of one.

But there is much beauty here, because there is much beauty everywhere.

Let your beauty manifest itself without talking and calculation.​ You are silent. It says for you: I am. And comes in meaning thousandfold​, comes at long last over everyone.