The truth is at the beginning of anything and its end are alike touching.
There is nothing finer than to be alone with nothing to distract you.
Leave undone whatever you hesitate to do.
... For such as truly love the world, a thousand years would fade like the dream of one night.
A certain recluse, I know not who, once said that no bonds attached him to this life, and the only thing he would regret leaving was the sky.
You should never put the new antlers of a deer to your nose and smell them. They have little insects that crawl into the nose and devour the brain.