Nature does not hurry, yet everything is accomplished.

Violence, even well intentioned, always rebounds upon oneself.

A good traveler has no fixed plans, and is not intent on arriving.

He who talks more is sooner exhausted.

The key to growth is the introduction of higher dimensions of consciousness into our awareness.

I credit poetry for making this space-walk possible.

Great indeed is the sublimity of the Creative, to which all beings owe their beginning and which permeates all heaven.

Do the difficult things while they are easy and do the great things while they are small. A journey of a thousand miles must begin with a single step.

If you realize that all things change, there is nothing you will try to hold on to. If you are not afraid of dying, there is nothing you cannot achieve.

To the mind that is still, the whole universe surrenders.

Then as the years went on and my listening became more deliberate, I would climb up on an arm of our big sofa to get my ear closer to the wireless speaker.

Of all that is good, sublimity is supreme. Succeeding is the coming together of all that is beautiful. Furtherance is the agreement of all that is just. Perseverance is the foundation of all actions.

One who is too insistent on his own views, finds few to agree with him.

Mastering others is strength. Mastering yourself is true power.

Governing a great nation is like cooking a small fish – too much handling will spoil it.

Without needing to be theoretically instructed, consciousness quickly realizes that it is the site of variously contending discourses.

Be the chief but never the lord.

The journey of a thousand miles begins with one step.

As writers and readers, as sinners and citizens, our realism and our aesthetic sense make us wary of crediting the positive note.

The words of truth are always paradoxical.

Manifesting that order of poetry where we can at last grow up to that which we stored up as we grew.

No fashion has ever been created expressly for the lean purse or for the fat woman: the dressmaker’s ideal is the thin millionaires.

He who knows others is wise. He who knows himself is enlightened.

I have just three things to teach: simplicity, patience, compassion. These three are your greatest treasures.

Even if the hopes you started out with are dashed, hope has to be maintained.

To be born woman is to know — although they do not speak of it at school — women must labor to be beautiful.

The insidiousness of science lies in its claim to be not a subject, but a method.

If the Great Way perishes there will morality and duty. When cleverness and knowledge arise great lies will flourish. When relatives fall out with one another there will be filial duty and love. When states...

At the center of your being you have the answer; you know who you are and you know what you want.

But that citizen’s perception was also at one with the truth in recognizing that the very brutality of the means by which the IRA were pursuing change was destructive of the trust upon which new...

Life and death are one thread, the same line viewed from different sides.

Education is not filling a bucket, but lighting a fire.

It is a poor cause which has to be lied for regularly.

Man’s enemies are not demons, but human beings like himself.

An ant on the move does more than a dozing ox.

The Ireland I now inhabit is one that these Irish contemporaries have helped to imagine.

To see things in the seed, that is genius.

Man can embody truth bet he cannot know it.

Respond intelligently even to unintelligent treatment.

How could man rejoice in victory and delight in the slaughter of men?

A leader is best when people barely know he exists, when his work is done, his aim fulfilled, they will say: we did it ourselves.

A public expectation, it has to be said, not of poetry as such but of political positions variously approvable by mutually disapproving groups.

Those who have knowledge, don’t predict. Those who predict, don’t have knowledge.

Books of the sages of the ages reflect upon in stages; like honey their words on the tongue give due savour.”{Source: A Green Desert Father}

Love is of all passions the strongest, for it attacks simultaneously the head, the heart and the senses.

The career of a sage is of two kinds: He is either honored by all in the world, Like a flower waving its head, Or else he disappears into the silent forest.

In fact, in lyric poetry, truthfulness becomes recognizable as a ring of truth within the medium itself.

From wonder into wonder existence opens.

One can not reflect in streaming water. Only those who know internal peace can give it to others.

From caring comes courage.