Occupation: Poet Birth: July 2, 1877 Death: August 9, 1962
It was still quiet in the house, and not a sound was heard from outside, either. Were it not for this silence, my reverie would probably have been di….
His life oscillates, as everyone's does, not merely between two poles, such as the body and the spirit, the saint and the sinner, but between thousan….
A home isn't just a roof over our heads. A home is a place where we feel loved and where we love others. It's a place we belong. Love is what makes a….
How absurd these words are, such as beast and beast of prey. One should not speak of animals in that way. They may be terrible sometimes, but they're….
I suddenly saw how sad and artificial my life had been during this period, for the loves, friends, habits and pleasures of these years were discarded….
A tree says: My strength is trust. I know nothing about my fathers, I know nothing about the thousand children that every year spring out of me. ….
Every age, every culture, every custom and tradition has its own character, its own weakness and its own strength, its beauties and cruelties; it acc….
Whither will my path yet lead me? This path is stupid, it goes in spirals, perhaps in circles, but whichever way it goes, I will follow it..
Among the letters my readers write me, there is a certain category which is continuously growing, and which I see as a symptom of the increasing inte….
The truth has a million faces, but there is only one truth..
All suicides have the responsibility of fighting against the temptation of suicide. Every one of them knows very well in some corner of his soul that….
But peace, too, is a living thing and like all life it must wax and wane, accommodate, withstand trials, and undergo changes..
She stood before him and surrendered herself to him and sky, forest, and brook all came toward him in new and resplendent colors, belonged to him, an….
Those who direct the maximum force of their desires toward the center, toward true being, toward perfection, seem quieter than the passionate souls b….
Abraxas was the god who was both god and devil..
To be able to throw one's self away for the sake of a moment, to be able to sacrifice years for a woman's smile - that is happiness..
Trees are sanctuaries. Whoever knows how to speak to them, whoever knows how to listen to them, can learn the truth. They do not preach learning and ….
He lost his Self a thousand times and for days on end he dwelt in non-being. But although the paths took him away from Self, in the end they always l….
"You do not really love me — you love nobody. Is that not true?" "Maybe," said Siddhartha wearily. "I am like you. You cannot love either, otherwise ….
You treat world history as a mathematician does mathematics, in which nothing but laws and formulas exist, no reality, no good and evil, no time, no ….
"For even the most childish intoxication with progress will soon be forced to recognize that writing and books have a function that is eternal. It wi….