No experience has been too unimportant, and the smallest event unfolds like a fate, and fate itself is like a wonderful, wide fabric in which every thread is guided by an infinitely tender hand and laid alongside another thread and is held and supported by a hundred others

If we surrendered to earth's intelligence we could rise up rooted, like trees.

You darkness, that I come from, I love you more than all the fires that fence in the world, for the fire makes a circle of light for everyone, and then no one outside learns of you. But the darkness pulls in everything: shapes and fires, animals and myself, how easily it gathers them! - powers and people - and it is possible a great energy is moving near me. I have faith in nights.

a good marriage is that in which each appoints the other guardian of his solitude

Look, I am living. On what? Neither childhood nor future lessens . . . . Superabundant existence wells in my heart.

Whoever has no house now, will never have one. Whoever is alone will stay alone, will sit, read, write long letters through the evening, and wander on the boulevards, up and down, restlessly, while dry leaves are blowing.

Take your well-disciplined strengths, stretch them between the two great opposing poles, because inside human beings is where God learns.