Joy is a marvelous increasing of what exists, a pure addition out of nothingness.

Our heart always transcends us.

One moment your life is a stone in you, and the next moment a star!

Why don't you think of [God] as the one who is coming, who has been approaching from all eternity... the ultimate fruit of a tree whose leaves we are.

This is in the end the only kind of courage that is required of us: the courage to face the strangest, most unusual, most inexplicable experiences that can meet us.

How can I keep my soul in me, so that it doesn't touch your soul? How can I raise it high enough, past you, to other things?

I am much too alone in this world, yet not alone enough