Go on loving what is good, simple, and ordinary.

For poems are not, as people think, simply emotions (one has emotions early enough)-they are experiences.

you are not too old and it is not too late to dive into your increasing depths where life calmly gives out it's own secret

It is part of the nature of every definitive love that sooner or later it can reach the beloved only in infinity.

And one of the things I find most moving is the way people with infirmities manage to embrace Life, and from the cool flowers by the wayside reach conclusions about the vast splendour of its great gardens. They can, if their souls' strings are finely tuned, arrive with much less effort at the feeling of eternity; for everything we do, they may dream. And precisely where our deeds end, theirs begin to bear fruit.

If there is anything unhealthy in your reactions, just bear in mind that sickness is the means by which an organism frees itself from what is alien; so one must simply help it to be sick, to have its whole sickness and to break out with it, since that is the way it gets better.

What we do battle with is so small, what battles us is so large.