Never has grief been possessed, never has love been learned, and what removes us in death is not revealed.

The only sadnesses that are dangerous and unhealthy are the ones that we carry around in public in order to drown them out with the noise.

most people come to know only one corner of their room, one spot near the window, one narrow strip on which they keep walking back and forth.

No one can advise and help you, no one. There is only one way: go within.

This is the miracle that happens every time to those who really love: the more they give, the more they possess.

Love consists in this, that two solitudes protect and touch and greet each other.

The purpose of life is to be defeated by greater and greater things.