Be, in this immensity of night, the magic force at your sense's crossroad.

Our deepest fears are like dragons, guarding our deepest treasure.

No one can advise or help you - no one. There is only one thing you should do. Go into yourself. Search for the reason that bids you write, find out wether it spreading out its root in the deepest places of your heart...Delve into yourself for a deep answer

If my devils are to leave me, I'm afraid my angels will take flight as well.

No, no, one can imagine nothing in the world, not the least thing. Everything is composed of so many isolated details that are not to be foreseen. In one's imagining one passes over them and hasty as one is doesn't notice that they are missing. But realities are slow and indescribably detailed.

What we fight with is so small, and when we win, it makes us small. What we want is to be defeated, decisively, by successively greater things

We are not permitted to linger, even with what is most intimate.