I count myself one of the number of those who write as they learn and learn as they write.

Why is it that we remember with difficulty and without difficulty forget? Learn with difficulty and without difficulty remain ignorant?

Things are solved by walking around.

Don't go outside; get back to yourself, in the inner man lies the Truth.

In all your movements, let nothing be evident that would offend the eyes of another.

For where I found Truth, there found I my God, the Truth itself; which since I learnt, I have not forgotten.

Late have I loved you, O beauty ever ancient, ever new. Late have I loved you. You have called to me, and have called out, and have shattered my deafness. You have blazed forth with light and have put my blindness to flight! You have sent forth fragrance, and I have drawn in my breath, and I pant after you. I have tasted you, and I hunger and thirst after you. You have touched me, and I have burned for your peace.