“Words are too poor and too scant to express the inmost feeling in the heart of man.”

“Too many fragments of the spirit have I scattered in these streets, and too many are the children of my longing that walk naked among these hills, and I cannot withdraw from them without a burden and an ache.”

“These things he said in words. But much in his heart remained unsaid.For he himself could not speak his deeper secret.”

“What shall i say of these save that they too stand in the sunlight, but with their backs to the sun?They see only their shadows, and their shadows are their laws.”

“Then a ploughman said, speak to us of work: in keeping yourself with labour you are in truth loving life,And to love life through labour is to be intimate with inmost secrets.And what is it to work with love?It is to weave the cloth with threads from your heart, even as if your beloved were to wear that cloth.It is to build a house with affection, even as if your beloved were to dwell in that house.It is to sow seeds with tenderness and reap the harvest with joy, even as if your beloved were to eat the fruit .It is to change all things you fashion with a breath of your own spirit.He who works in marble, and finds the shape of his own soul in the stone, is nobler than he who ploughs the soil.”

“And if there come the singers and the dancers and the flute players, buy of their gifts also.For they too are gatherers of fruit and frankincense, and that which they bring, though fashioned of dreams, is raiment and food for your soul.”

“Let there be spaces in your togetherness, And let the winds of the heavens dance between you. Love one another but make not a bond of love: Let it rather be a moving sea between the shores of your souls. Fill each other's cup but drink not from one cup. Give one another of your bread but eat not from the same loaf. Sing and dance together and be joyous, but let each one of you be alone, Even as the strings of a lute are alone though they quiver with the same music. Give your hearts, but not into each other's keeping. For only the hand of Life can contain your hearts. And stand together, yet not too near together: For the pillars of the temple stand apart, And the oak tree and the cypress grow not in each other's shadow.”