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

Do you recall, from your childhood on, how very much this life of yours has longed for greatness? I see it now, how from the vantage point of greatness it longs for even greater greatness. That is why it does not let up being difficult, but that is also why it will not cease to grow.

We wasters of sorrows! How we stare away into sad endurance beyond them, trying to foresee their end! Whereas they are nothing else than our winter foliage, our sombre evergreen, one of the seasons of our interior year.

Learn to love the questions themselves.

I want to unfold. Let no place in me hold itself closed, for where I am closed, I am false.

In the depths all becomes law.

What happens most deeply inside you is worthy of your whole love.