“Every fragile beauty, every perfect forgotten sentence,you grieve their going away, but that is not how it is.Where they come from never goes dry.It is an always flowing spring.”

“Don’t grieve. Anything you lose comes round in another form.”

“If you are irritated by every rub, how will your mirror be polished?”

“True beauty is a rayThat springs from the sacred depths of the soul,and illuminates the body, just as lifesprings from the kernel of a stone andgives colour and scent to a flower.”

“How will you know the difficulties of being human, if you are always flying off to blue perfection? Where will you plant your grief seeds? Workers need ground to scrape and hoe, not the sky of unspecified desire.”

“Flow down and down in always widening rings of being.”

“Hardship may dishearten at first, but every hardship passes away. All despair is followed by hope; all darkness is followed by sunshine.”