“Am I a harp that the hand of the mighty may touch me, or a flute that his breath may pass through me?”

“I have no enemies...but if I am to have an enemy, Let his strength be equal to mine, That truth alone may be the victor.”

“When you work you are a flute through whose heart the whispering of the hours turns to music.”

“Only those beneath me can envy or hate me. I have never been envied nor hated; I am above no one. Only those above me can praise or belittle me. I have never been praised nor belittled; I am below no one.”

“There is a space between man's imagination and man's attainment that may only be traversed by his longing.”

“When love beckons to you follow him, though his ways are hard and steep. And when his wings enfold you yield to him thought the sword hidden among his pinions may wound you. And when he speaks to you believe in him, though his voice may shatter your dreams”

“And when his wings enfold you yield to him,Though the sword hidden among his pinions may wound you.”