You are willing to die, you coward, but not to live.
The bird fights its way out of the egg. The egg is the world.
Property, possessions and riches had also finally trapped him. They were no longer a game and a toy. They had become a chain and a burden.
I have always thirsted for knowledge, I have always been full of questions.
Fate and temperament are two words for one and the same concept.
Everyone can perform magic, everyone can reach his goals, if he is able to think, if he is able to wait, if he is able to fast.
All voices, all goals, all yearnings, all suffering, all pleasure, all that was good and evil, all of this together was the world. All of it together was the flow of events, was the music of life.
All birth means separation from the All, the confinement within limitation, the separation from God, the pangs of being born ever anew. The return into the All, the dissolution of painful individuation, the reunion with God means the expansion of the soul until it is able once more to embrace the All.
Your soul is the whole world.
You must find your dream, then the way becomes easy.
You are only afraid if you are not in harmony with yourself. People are afraid because they have never owned up to themselves.
Words do not express thoughts very well. They always become a little different immediately after they are expressed, a little distorted, a little foolish.