As a coal is revived by incense, so prayer revives the hopes of the heart.
Words are mere sound and smoke, dimming the heavenly light.
Whoso is content with pure experience and acts upon it has enough of truth.
When you find yourself, you’ll soon know how to live it.
There would be far less suffering amongst mankind, if men—and God knows why they are so fashioned—did not employ their imaginations so assiduously in recalling the memory of past sorrow, instead of bearing their present lot with equanimity.
The suffering may be moral or physical; and in my opinion it is just as absurd to call a man a coward who destroys himself, as to call a man a coward who dies of a malignant fever.
The man who acts never has any conscience; no one has any conscience but the man who thinks.
The human race is but a monotonous affair. Most of them labour the greater part of their time for mere subsistence; and the scanty portion of freedom which remains to them so troubles them that they use every exertion to get rid of it.
One ought, every day at least, to hear a little song, read a good poem, see a fine picture, and, if it were possible, to speak a few reasonable words.
Love does not rule; but it trains, and that is more.
It is much easier to recognise error than to find truth; for error lies on the surface and may be overcome; but truth lies in the depths, and to search for it is not given to every one.
I like the ones who want impossible things.