To leave out beautiful sunsets is the secret of good taste.
Tell me something only you know and make a new friend.
Faith is a question of eyesight; even the blind can see that.
The world is always open, Waiting to be discovered.
If emptiness is endless, then everything rests in emptiness.
A big desire is not enough to meet the expectations of lost dreams.
We measure everything by ourselves with almost a necessary conceit.
Life into death— Life’s other shape, No rupture, Only crossing.
Neither alive nor dead; No one lets up, No one wins.
There are many secrets; don’t try to resolve them all.
This dwarf still observes the world from his own self-imposed height.
After Homer and Dante, is a whole century of creating worth one Shakespeare?
You not only are hunted by others, you unknowingly hunt yourself.
He awaits himself while walking, out of the icy circle to escape.