That is longing: To dwell in the flux of things, To have no home in the present. And these are wishes: gentle dialogues Of the poor hours with eternity.

The highest form of love is to be the protector of another person’s solitude.

Go into yourself and see how deep the place is from which your life flows.

Let everything happen to you Beauty and terror Just keep going No feeling is final

Perhaps somewhere, someplace deep inside your being, you have undergone important changes while you were sad.

Make your ego porous. Will is of little importance, complaining is nothing, fame is nothing. Openness, patience, receptivity, solitude is everything.

Where something becomes extremely difficult and unbearable, there we also stand always already quite near its transformation.

This is what the things can teach us: to fall, patiently to trust our heaviness. Even a bird has to do that before he can fly.

And now we welcome the new year, full of things that have never been

But your solitude will be a support and a home for you, even in the midst of very unfamiliar circumstances, and from it you will find all your paths.

If we surrendered to earth's intelligence we could rise up rooted, like trees.

It is such a terrifying thing to see a man cry.

Now, in the Kingdom of School, to be asked into another child's room is like being asked inside their heart.

Insecurity of the spirit demands completeness elsewhere.

[An engineer's] invention causes things to come into existence from ideas, makes world conform to thought; whereas science, by deriving ideas from observation, makes thought conform to existence.

And after death something new begins, over which all the powers of the world of death can have no more control.

I'm small. I'm petite. But I'm a bit of a fighter inside.

Life was not given for indolent contemplation and study of self, nor for brooding over emotions of piety: Actions and actions only determine the worth.

I'm at my happiest when I'm on a movie set. It's like therapy for me.

There's a million people I could name who are more deserving of the parts that I get and the life that I'm living.

Shakespeare wrote, Einstein thought, Ataturk built.