Openness, patience, receptivity, solitude is everything.

There are so many things about which some old man ought to tell one while one is little; for when one is grown one would know them as a matter of course.

You are nearing the land that is life; you will recognize it by its seriousness.

Whoever now makes himself bigger, freer and more human in his own existence, is doing his part toward peace, — as yet it must be worked at in an inward direction, not until a few have it all big and ready within them can it let itself be brought into the world.

That is the principal thing-not to remain with the dream, with the intention, with the being-in-the-mood, but always forcibly to convert it all into things.

Swells, Marina? we ocean, depths, Marina? we sky!

When anxious, uneasy and bad thoughts come, I go to the sea, and the sea drowns them out with its great wide sounds, cleanses me with its noise, and imposes a rhythm upon everthing in me that is bewildered and confused.