What is this world that is hastening me toward I know not what, viewing me with contempt?.

There are those who give with joy, and that joy is their reward. And there are those who give with pain, and that pain is their baptism. And there ar….

Real beauty lies in the spiritual accord that is called love which can exist between a man and a woman..

Hate is a dead thing. Who of you would be a tomb?.

Some who are too scrupulous to steal your possessions nevertheless see no wrong in tampering with your thoughts..

The strong grows in solitude where the weak withers away..

And if you would know God, be not therefore a solver of riddles. Rather look about you and you shall see Him playing with your children..

They have exiled me now from their society and I am pleased, because humanity does not exile except the one whose noble spirit rebels against despoti….

He who does not see the kingdom of heaven in this life will never see it in the coming life..

The deeper that sorrow carves into your being, the more joy you can contain... When you are joyous look deep into your heart and you will find that i….

The tiny flame that lights up the human heart is like a blazing torch that comes down from heaven to light up the paths of mankind. For in one soul a….

Work is love made visible. And if you cannot work with love but only with distaste, it is better that you should leave your work and sit at the gate ….

Where are you now, my beloved? Do you hear my weeping From beyond the ocean? Do you understand my need? Do you know the greatness of my patience?.

And alone and without his nest shall the Eagle fly across the sun..

In a dream I saw Jesus and My God Pan sitting together in the heart of the forest. They laughed at each other's speech, with the brook that ran near ….

The silence of the envious is too noisy..

I deserted the world and sought solitude because I became tired of rendering courtesy to those multitudes who believe that humility is a sort of weak….

Wisdom ceases to be wisdom when it becomes too proud to weep, too grave to laugh, and too selfish to seek other than itself..

In the depth of my soul there is a wordless song..

You talk when you cease to be at peace with your thoughts..

Should you really open your eyes and see, you would behold your image in all images. And should you open your ears and listen, you would hear your ow….