The journey, not the destination, becomes a source of wonder

I can see lights in the distance trembling in the dark cloak of night Candles and lanterns are dancing, dancing a waltz on All Souls Night.

I'm not prepared to sacrifice my being engaged in the world for just any relationship.

So you set out to travel to Rome... and end up in Istanbul. You set off for Japan... and you end up on a train across Siberia. The journey, not the destination, becomes a source of wonder.

Listening causes me to find the existence of truth behind the veil.

Please remember me.

For all things turn to barenness In the dim glass the demons hold The glass of outer weariness Made when God slept in times of old

I can see lights in the distance trembling in the dark cloak of nightCandles and lanterns are dancing, dancing a waltz on All Souls Night.

A rich and mature life involves opening up to a wider world. If we base our understanding of life only on what we personally experience, we are impoverished indeed.

The Mad Scene. Enter Ophelia!

The only defense against stupid is distance.

I think he had a strange, passionate devotion to the truth and a horror at what he saw going on.

It hurts like hell when the world won't invest in you. But it's excruciating, almost more than you can bear, when you don't believe and invest in yourself.

After his death the gardener does not become a butterfly, intoxicated by the perfumes of the flowers, but a garden worm tasting all the dark, nitrogenous, and spicy delights of the soil.

To be haunted by my heart is no threat.

I could have a job as a teacher because I like talking in front of people.

The more we study Art, the less we care for Nature. What Art really reveals to us is Nature's lack of design, her curious crudities, her extraordinary monotony, her absolutely unfinished condition.

Industry is the enemy of melancholy