Go into yourself and test the deeps in which your life takes rise; at its source you will find the answer to the question whether you must create. Accept it, just as it sounds, without inquiring into it. Perhaps it will turn out that you are called to be an artist. Then take that destiny upon yourself and bear it, its burden and its greatness, without ever asking what reward might come from outside

The purpose of life is to be defeated by greater and greater things.

There are no classes in life for beginners; right away you are always asked to deal with what is most difficult.

Fame, that public destruction of one in process of becoming, into whose building-ground the mob breaks, displacing his stones.

Trees do not force their sap, nor does the flower push its bloom.

Love the questions, themselves.

Is not impermanence the very fragrance of our days?