I believe that the universe is one being, all its parts are different expressions of the same energy... parts of one organic whole.... (This is physics, I believe, as well as religion.) The parts change and pass, or die, people and races and rocks and stars; none of them seems to me important in itself, but only the whole. This whole is in all its parts so beautiful, and is felt by me to be so intensely in earnest, that I am compelled to love it, and to think of it as divine.

Cruelty is a part of nature, at least of human nature, but it is the one thing that seems unnatural to us.

The heads of strong old age are beautiful beyond all grace of youth.

If millions are born millions must die.

Does it matter whether you hate yourself? At least love your eyes that can see, your mind that can hear the music, the thunder of the wings.

Only the drum is confident, it thinks the world has not changed

The tides are in our veins.