“All our words are but crumbs that fall down from the feast of the mind.”
“Love is trembling happiness.”
“... joy and sorrow are inseparable. . . together they come and when one sits alone with you . . . remember that the other is asleep upon your bed.”
“I prefer to be a dreamer among the humblest, with visions to be realized, than lord among those without dreams and desires.”
“For what is it to die, But to stand in the sun and melt into the wind?”
"I wash my hands of those who imagine chattering to be knowledge, silence to be ignorance, and affection to be art."
"your children are not your children. they are the sons and daughters of Life's longing for itself. they come through you but not from you, and though they are with you yet they belong not to you. you may give them your love but not your thoughts, for they have their own thoughts. you may house their bodies but not their souls, for their souls dwell in the house of tomorrow, which you cannot visit, not even in your dreams. you may strive to be like them, but seek not to make them like you. for life goes not backward nor tarries with yesterday."
