The silence of the mountain is even more beautiful once the birds are quiet.
If you are not happy here and now, you never will be.
From your first day at school you are cut off from life to make theories.
Keep your hands open, and all the sands of the desert can pass through them. Close them, and all you can feel is a bit of grit.
You must concentrate upon and consecrate yourself wholly to each day, as though a fire were raging in your hair.
Time is not a line, but a series of now-points.