And he said, The joy of scaring is a deep and lasting one, and I never tire of it.
The giving and receiving of pleasure is a need and an ecstasy.
What are your possessions but things you keep and guard for fear you may need them tomorrow?
The optimist sees the rose and not its thorns; the pessimist stares at the thorns, oblivious to the rose.
Though his ways are hard and steep.
He never hearkened to the dictates of his heart, but busied himself in obeying the voices of his environment. H e amused himself with shimmering objects that blinded his eyes and heart to life's secrets; his soul was diverted away from an understanding of the law of nature, and to a temporary self-gratification.
To you the earth yields her fruit, and you shall not want if you but know how to fill your hands.
You are the way and the wayfarers. And when one of you falls down he falls for those behind him, a caution against the stumbling stone. Aye, and he falls for those ahead of him, who, though faster and surer of foot, yet removed not the stumbling stone.
And verily he will find the roots of the good and the bad, the fruitful and the fruitless, all entwined together in the silent heart of the earth.
And then I shall come to you, a boundless drop to a boundless ocean.
Art thou like me, child of my darkest heart? And dost thou think my untamed thoughts and speak my vast language?
All you have shall some day be given; therefore give now that the season of giving is yours and not your inheritors.
The house that does not comfort the needy is worthy of naught but destruction.
You talk when you cease to be at peace with your thoughts; And when you can no longer dwell in the solitude of your heart you live in your lips, and sound is a diversion and a pastime. And in much of your talking, thinking is half murdered.
If you can see only what light reveals and hear only what sound announces, then in truth you do not see nor do you hear.
Even those who limp go not backward.
Look at the Darkness, giving birth to the Sun.
The best of men is he who blushes when you praise him and remains silent when you defame him.
Death changes nothing but the masks that cover our faces.
Exaggeration is truth that has lost its temper.
Every man loves two women;the one is the creation of his imagination and the other is not yet born.