“My soul is nothing now but the dream dreamt by matter struggling with itself!”

“What soul would hesitate to turn the universe upside down in order to be a little more itself?”

“Anxious to know, yet only too happy to ignore, we seek in what is, a remedy for what is not; and in what is not a relief from what is. Now the real, now illusion is our refuge; and the soul has finally no other resource but the true, which is her weapon -- and falsehood, which is her armor.”

“My hand feels touched as well as it touches; reality says this, and nothing more.”

“Breath, dreams, silence, invincible calm, you triumph.”

“The best way to make your dreams come true is to wake up.”

“Each of them, all unknowing, fairly gives its due to each chance of life, to each germ of death within itself.”