Contemplating an object fixedly with the mind, asking myself, 'What is it?' without thinking of any other object or relating it to anything else for hours on end.

We cannot take a step toward the heavens. God crosses the universe and comes to us.

Whoever is uprooted himself uproots others. Whoever is rooted himself doesn't uproot others.

At the centre of the human heart is the longing for an absolute good, a longing which is always there and is never appeased by any object in this world.

Purity is the power to contemplate defilement.

The poison of skepticism becomes, like alcoholism, tuberculosis, and some other diseases, much more virulent in a hitherto virgin soil.

Art is the symbol of the two noblest human efforts: to construct and to refrain from destruction.