I will find new meaning in every joy and sorrow.

There is an invisible strength within us; when it recognizes two opposing objects of desire, it grows stronger.

The sweetness and delights of the resting-place are in proportion to the pain endured on the Journey. Only when you suffer the pangs and tribulations of exile will you truly enjoy your homecoming.

You run back and forth listening for unusual events, peering into the faces of travelers. "Why are you looking at me like a madman?" I have lost a friend. Please forgive me.

If all you can do is crawl, start crawling.

When I run after what I think I want, my days are a furnace of stress and anxiety; if I sit in my own place of patience, what I need flows to me, and without pain. From this I understand that what I want also wants me, is looking for me and attracting me. There is a great secret here for anyone who can grasp it.

There is a secret medicine given only to those who hurt so hard they can't hope. The hopers would feel slighted if they knew.