Wishes are recollections coming from the future.
Destiny itself is like a wonderful wide tapestry in which every thread is guided by an unspeakable tender hand, placed beside another thread and held and carried by a hundred others.
This is in the end the only kind of courage that is required of us: the courage to face the strangest, most unusual, most inexplicable experiences that can meet us.
The point is to live everything.
A billion stars go spinning through the night, / glittering above your head, / But in you is the presence that will be / when all the stars are dead.
Your solitude will expand and become a place where you can live in the twilight, where the noise of other people passes, far in the distance.
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.
It seems to me that the only way one can be helpful is to extend one's hand to someone else involuntarily, and without ever knowing how useful this will be.
Let life happen to you. Believe me: life is in the right, always.
Do not assume that he who seeks to comfort you now, lives untroubled among the simple and quiet words that sometimes do you good. His life may also have much sadness and difficulty, that remains far beyond yours. Were it otherwise, he would never have been able to find these words.
What is necessary, after all, is only this: solitude, vast inner solitude. To walk inside yourself and meet no one for hours-that is what you must be able to attain. To be solitary as you were when you were a child.
Again and again in history some people wake up. They have no ground in the crowd and move to broader deeper laws. They carry strange customs with them and demand room for bold and audacious action. The future speaks ruthlessly through them. They change the world.
No one can advise and help you, no one. There is only one way: go within.
I am circling around God, around the ancient tower, and I have been circling for a thousand years, and I still don't know if I am a falcon, or a storm, or a great song.
I would like to beg of you, dear friend, as well as I can, to have patience with everything that remains unsolved in your heart. Try to love the questions themselves, like locked rooms and like books written in a foreign language. Do not now look for the answers. They cannot now be given to you because you could not live them. It is a question of experiencing everything.
Live your questions now, and perhaps even without knowing it, you will live along some distant day into your answers.
The only journey is the one within.
Joy is a marvelous increasing of what exists, a pure addition out of nothingness.
He does not always remain bent over the pages; he often leans back and closes his eyes over a line he has been reading again, and its meaning spreads through his blood.
You darkness, that I come from, I love you more than all the fires that fence in the world.
I learn it every day of my life, learn it with pain I am grateful for: patience is everything!
I hold this to be the highest task for a bond between two people: that each protects the solitude of the other.
Everything terrible is something that needs our love.
As people used to be wrong about the motion of the sun, so they are still wrong about the motion of the future. The future stands still, it is we who move in infinite space.
Our task is to take this earth so deeply and wholly into ourselves that it will resurrect within our being.
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