Learn what is to be taken seriously and laugh at the rest.
If you hate a person, you hate something in him that is part of yourself. What isn't part of ourselves doesn't disturb us.
Whoever wants music instead of noise, joy instead of pleasure, soul instead of gold, creative work instead of business, passion instead of foolery, finds no home in this trivial world of ours.
Words do not express thoughts very well. They always become a little different immediately after they are expressed, a little distorted, a little foolish.
I have been and still am a seeker, but I have ceased to question stars and books; I have begun to listen to the teaching my blood whispers to me.
Without words, without writing and without books there would be no history, there could be no concept of humanity.
If I know what love is, it is because of you.
Some of us think holding on makes us strong but sometimes it is letting go
That is where my dearest and brightest dreams have ranged — to hear for the duration of a heartbeat the universe and the totality of life in its mysterious, innate harmony.
I live in my dreams — that's what you sense. Other people live in dreams, but not in their own. That's the difference.
It is not for me to judge another man's life. I must judge, I must choose, I must spurn, purely for myself. For myself, alone.
Oh, love isn't there to make us happy. I believe it exists to show us how much we can endure.
Often it is the most deserving people who cannot help loving those who destroy them.
I have always believed, and I still believe, that whatever good or bad fortune may come our way we can always give it meaning and transform it into something of value.
What could I say to you that would be of value, except that perhaps you seek too much, that as a result of your seeking you cannot find.
You are willing to die, you coward, but not to live.
We are not going in circles, we are going upwards. The path is a spiral; we have already climbed many steps.
When you like someone, you like them in spite of their faults. When you love someone, you love them with their faults.
Love must not entreat,' she added, 'or demand. Love must have the strength to become certain within itself. Then it ceases merely to be attracted and begins to attract.
People with courage and character always seem sinister to the rest.
There is no reality except the one contained within us. That is why so many people live such an unreal life. They take the images outside of them for reality and never allow the world within to assert itself.