I want to unfold. I don't want to stay folded anywhere, because where I am folded, there I am a lie, and I want my grasp of things to be true. I want….

And still it is not enough to have memories. One must be able to forget them when they are many, and one must have the great patience to wait until t….

Who is there today who still cares about a well-finished death? No one. Even the rich, who could after all afford this luxury, are beginning to grow ….

What else can I tell you? It seems to me that everything has its proper emphasis; and finally I want to add just one more bit of advice: to keep grow….

It is true that these mysteries are dreadful, and people have always drawn away from them. But where can we find anything sweet and glorious that wou….

The flower bends when the wind wants it to, and you must become like that-that is, filled with deep #‎ trust ..

At no other time (than autumn) does the earth let itself be inhaled in one smell, the ripe earth; in a smell that is in no way inferior to the smell ….

Again and again in history some people wake up. They have no ground in the crowd and move to broader deeper laws. They carry strange customs with the….

O trees of life, O when are you wintering?We are not unified. We have no instinctslike those of migratory birds. Useless, and late,we force ourselves….

They all have tired mouths and bright seamless souls. And a longing (as for sin) sometimes haunts their dreams. They are almost all alike; in God's g….

Read as little as possible of literary criticism - such things are either partisan opinions, which have become petrified and meaningless, hardened an….

There are quite a number of people in the reading-room; but one is not aware of them. They are inside the books. They move, sometimes, within the pag….

Thus we live, forever taking leave..

I would like to step out of my heart and go walking beneath the enormous sky..

Lord, it is time. The summer was very big. Lay thy shadow on the sundials, and on the meadows let the winds go loose. Command the last fruits that th….

To work is to live without dying..

Dying is strange and hard if it is not our death, but a death that takes us by storm, when we've ripened none within us..

To love is good, too: love being difficult. For one human being to love another: that is perhaps the most difficult of all our tasks, the ultimate, t….

This is in the end the only kind of courage that is required of us: the courage to face the strangest, most unusual, most inexplicable experiences th….

The quieter we are, the more patient and open we are in our sadnesses, the more deeply and serenely the new presence can enter us, and the more we ca….

Don't take my devils away, because my angels may flee too..