Without this ridiculous vanity that takes the form of self-display, and is part of everything and everyone, we would see nothing, and nothing would exist.
If a fanatic is willing to give his life for a cause, he’s probably willing to give yours as well I know what I have given you. I do not know what you have received.
Suffering is above, not below. And everyone thinks that suffering is below. And everyone wants to rise.
He who does not know how to believe, should not know.
It’s been a long time since I asked anything of heaven, and my arms still haven’t come down.
Every time I wake, I understand how easy it is to be nothing.
My bits of time play with eternity.
Sometimes at night I light a lamp so as not to see.
I have been my own disciple and my own master. And I have been a good disciple but a bad master.
Not using faults does not mean that one does not have them.
Everything had been stripped of deceptions, that time. And that time I was afraid of everything.
When I do not walk in the clouds I walk as though I were lost.
Yes, I will go. I would rather grieve over your absence than over you.
Yes, this is what good is: to forgive evil. There is no other good.
Would there be this eternal seeking if the found existed?
Humanity does not know where to go because no one is waiting for it: not even God.
Man talks about everything, and he talks about everything as though the understanding of everything were all inside him.
God has given a great deal to man, but man would like something from man.
That in man which cannot be domesticated is not his evil but his goodness.
Man, when he is merely what he seems to be, is almost nothing.