There is no worse sickness for the soul, o you who are proud, than this pretense of perfection.

For sixty years I have been forgetful every minute, but not for a second has this flowing toward me stopped or slowed.

This phantom world gave you false signs But you turned from the illusion and journeyed to the land of truth.

Keep walking, though there's no place to get to. Don't try to see through the distances. That's not for human beings. Move within, But don't move the way fear makes you move.

Be an empty page, untouched by words.

There is a sun within every person.

Light up the fire of love inside and blaze the thoughts away.