It is always what I have already said: always the wish that you may find patience enough in yourself to endure, and simplicity enough to believe; that you may acquire more and more confidence in that which is difficult, and in your solitude among others. And for the rest, let life happen to you. Believe me: life is right, in any case.

Only those sadnesses are dangerous and bad which one carries about among people in order to drown them out.

Somewhere there is an ancient enmity between our daily life and the great work. Help me in saying it, to understand it.

And do not change. Do not divert your love from visible things. But go on loving what is good, simple and ordinary; animals and things and flowers, and keep the balance true.

I implore those who love me to love my solitude.

The most visible joy can only reveal itself to us when we've transformed it, within.

I believe that nothing that is real can pass away.