Stand up during supper and walk outdoors, and keep on walking.

Keep growing quietly and seriously throughout your whole development; you cannot disturb it more rudely than by looking outward and expecting from outside replies to questions that only your inmost feeling in your most hushed hour can perhaps answer.

And when suddenly the god stopped her and, with anguish in his cry, uttered the words: ‘He has turned round’ – she comprehended nothing and said softly: ‘Who?

Life is cut to allow for growth ... one may vigorously put on weight before one fills it out entirely.

Young people, who are beginners in everything, cannot yet know love: they have to learn it.

Deeply I go down into myself. My god is Dark and like a webbing made of a hundred roots that drink in silence.

Thus we live, forever taking leave.