Somewhere there is an ancient enmity between our daily life and the great work. Help me in saying it, to understand it.

Truly to sing, that is a different breath.

Our heart always transcends us.

I know of no other advice than this: Go within and scale the depths of your being from which your very life springs forth.

The future enters into us, in order to transform itself in us, long before it happens.

All emotions are pure which gather you and lift you up; that emotion is impure which seizes only one side of your being and so distorts you.

Learn to love the questions themselves.