And you should not let yourself be confused in your solitude by the fact that there is something in you that wants to move out of it.

You have had many and great sadnesses, which passed. And you say that even this passing was hard for you and put you out of sorts. But, please, consider whether these great sadnesses have not rather gone right through the center of yourself? Whether much in you has not altered, whether you have not somewhere, at some point of your being, undergone a change when you were sad?

You, darkness, of whom I am born- I love you more than the flame that limits the world to the circle it illumines and excludes the rest.

But because truly being here is so much; because everything here apparently needs us, this fleeting world, which in some strange way keeps calling to us. Us, the most fleeting of all.

Winning does not tempt that man. This is how he grows: by being defeated, decisively, by constantly greater beings.

All emotions are pure which gather you and lift you up; that emotion is impure which seizes only one side of your being and so distorts you.

There may be good, but there are no pleasant marriages.