It is a tremendous act of violence to begin anything. I am not able to begin. I simply skip what should be the beginning.

A person isn't who they are during the last conversation you had with them - they're who they've been throughout your whole relationship.

Children are still the way you were as a child, sad and happy in just the same way-and if you think of your childhood, you once again live among them, among the solitary children.

Destiny itself is like a wonderful wide tapestry in which every thread is guided by an unspeakable tender hand, placed beside another thread and held and carried by a hundred others.

Only those sadnesses are dangerous and bad which one carries about among people in order to drown them out.

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.

Perhaps then, some day far in the future, you will gradually, without even noticing it, live your way into the answer.