Where there is no temple there shall be no homes.

History may be servitude. History may be freedom. See, now they vanish. The faces and places, with the self which, as it could, loved them, to become renewed, transfigured, in another pattern.

We do not quite say that the new is more valuable because it fits in; but its fitting in is a test of its value - a test, it is true, which can only be slowly and cautiously applied, for we are none of us infallible judges of conformity.

We do not pass twice through the same door Or return to the door through which we did not pass.

The destination cannot be described; / You will know very little until you get there; / You will journey blind.

I said to my soul, be still, and let the dark come upon you Which shall be the darkness of God. . . . So the darkness shall be the light, and the stillness the dancing.

Finding a way to live the simple life is one of life's supreme complications.