Is not impermanence the very fragrance of our days?
A merging of two people is an impossibility, and where it seems to exist, it is a hemming-in, a mutual consent that robs one party or both parties of their fullest freedom and development.
Learn to love the questions themselves.
We ignore the gods and fill our minds with trash.
What is needed is, in the end, simply this: solitude, great inner solitude.
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.