He who was living is now dead We who were living are now dying With a little patience.

You will find that you survive humiliation. And that's an experience of incalculable value.

When the whole world is running headlong towards the precipice, one who walks in the opposite direction is looked at as being crazy.

So I find words I never thought to speak In streets I never thought I should revisit When I left my body on a distant shore.

A thousand policemen directing traffic cannot tell you why you come or where you go.

We can at least try to understand our own motives, passions, and prejudices, so as to be conscious of what we are doing when we apeal to those of others. This is very difficult, because our own prejudice and emotional bias always seems to us so rational.

You gave me hyacinths first a year ago; They called me the hyacinth girl.' —Yet when we came back, late, from the Hyacinth garden, Your arms full, and your hair wet, I could not Speak, and my eyes failed, I was neither Living nor dead, and I knew nothing, Looking into the heart of light, the silence. Od' und leer das Meer.