Do not, do not, do not books for ever hammer at people like perpetual bells? When, between two books, silent sky appears: be glad

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

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

If your daily life seems poor, do not blame it; blame yourself that you are not poet enough to call forth its riches; for the Creator, there is no poverty.

Life + a cat ... adds up to an incalculable sum.

It seems to me that almost all our sadnesses are moments of tension, which we feel as paralysis because we no longer hear our astonished emotions living.

Strangely, I heard a stranger say, I am with you.