“Gates were creaking open inside him - paths, long sealed off, revealed themselves once more.”
“More gates you open, more worlds you discover! More worlds you discover, more gates are opened!”
“The end he had been born to serve yet did not see had led him to escape by an unseen path and now it beckoned to him once more and a new adventure was about to be opened to him.”
“Humility before the flower at the timber line is the gate which gives access to the path up the open fell.”
“Each of us guard a gate of change that can only be opened from the inside.”
“More and more, there were no revelations, but simply the uncovering of truths long known but dimly remembered. Everything had been written long ago. There was nothing truly new in the world, but only the slow, circular march of time that revealed the old things once again.”