Quotes

"Moon, for what do you wait?" "To salute the sun for whom I must make way."

O Beauty, find thyself in love, not in the flattery of thy mirror.

Man is a born child, his power is the power of growth.

Rest belongs to the work as the eyelids to the eyes.

That I exist is a perpetual surprise which is life.

They throw their shadows before them who carry their lantern on their back.

I cannot choose the best. The best chooses me.

What you are you do not see, what you see is your shadow.

These little thoughts are the rustle of leaves; they have their whisper of joy in my mind.

I sit at my window this morning where the world like a passer-by stops for a moment, nods to me and goes.

Do not seat your love upon a precipice because it is high.

The mystery of creation is like the darkness of night--it is great. Delusions of knowledge are like the fog of the morning.

Listen, my heart, to the whispers of the world with which it makes love to you.

Sorrow is hushed into peace in my heart like the evening among the silent trees.

Once we dreamt that we were strangers. We wake up to find that we were dear to each other.

If you shed tears when you miss the sun, you also miss the stars.

It is the tears of the earth that keep her smiles in bloom.

The world puts off its mask of vastness to its lover. It becomes small as one song, as one kiss of the eternal.