As the arrow endures the string, and in the gathering momentum becomes more than itself. Because to stay is to be nowhere.

I could give you no advice but this: to go into yourself and to explore the depths where your life wells forth.

Look, I am living. On what? Neither childhood nor future lessens . . . . Superabundant existence wells in my heart.

The hero is strangely akin to those who die young.

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.

Love the questions themselves...Live the questions now and have confidence that someday far into the future, [I will live my] way into the answer.

Everything is gestation and then birthing.