The gift is to the giver, and comes back most to him - it cannot fail
I swear to you, there are divine things more beautiful than words can tell
Those who love each other shall become invincible.
All the things of the universe are perfect miracles, each as profound as any.
I no doubt deserved my enemies, but I don't believe I deserved my friends.
Forsake all inhibitions, Pursue thy dreams.
Peace is always beautiful.
There will never be any more perfection than there is now.
Not I, nor anyone else can travel that road for you. You must travel it by yourself. It is not far. It is within reach. Perhaps you have been on it since you were born, and did not know. Perhaps it is everywhere - on water and land.
I am not contain'd between my hat and boots.
I see behind each mask that wonder a kindred soul.
I am satisfied ... I see, dance, laugh, sing.
Where the earth is, we are.
The earth does not argue, Is not pathetic, has no arrangements, Does not scream, haste, persuade, threaten, promise, Makes no discriminations, has no conceivable failures, Closes nothing, refuses nothing, shuts none out.
Resist much, obey little.
The secret of it all, is to write in the gush, the throb, the flood, of the moment – to put things down without deliberation – without worrying about their style – without waiting for a fit time or place. I always worked that way. I took the first scrap of paper, the first doorstep, the first desk, and wrote – wrote, wrote…By writing at the instant the very heartbeat of life is caught.
O YOU whom I often and silently come where you are, that I may be with you; As I walk by your side, or sit near, or remain in the same room with you, Little you know the subtle electric fire that for your sake is playing within me.
I have learned that to be with those I like is enough.
Wisdom is not finally tested by the schools, Wisdom cannot be pass'd from one having it to another not having it, Wisdom is of the soul, is not susceptible of proof, is its own proof.
NOT I - NOT ANYONE else, can travel that road for you, You must travel it for yourself.
The future is no more uncertain than the present.
There is no week nor day nor hour when tyranny may not enter upon this country, if the people lose their roughness and spirit of defiance.
A writer can do nothing for men more necessary, satisfying, than just simply to reveal to them the infinite possibility of their own souls.
I dream in my dreams all the dreams of the other dreamers. And I become the other dreamers.
I do not ask the wounded person how he feels, I myself become the wounded person.
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