I am like a child who awakes At the light, so safe and secureFree from night's fears when dawn breaks, In Thee I am ever secure.

You have had many sadnesses, large ones, which passed. ... But please, ask yourself whether these large sadnesses haven't rather gone right through you [that is, passed through you]. Perhaps many things inside you have been transformed; perhaps somewhere, someplace deep inside your being, you have undergone important changes while you were sad.

I think of you often, dear, and with such concentrated wishes that it really must help you in some way.

What do the contours of your body mean, laid out like the lines on a hand, so that I no longer see them except as fate?

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

But learning-time is always a long, secluded time, and so loving, for a long while ahead and far on into life, is-solitude, intensified and deepened loneness for him who loves.

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