“To blame or praise men on account of the result, is almost like praising or blaming figures on account of the sum total. Whatever is to happen, happens; whatever is to blow, blows. The eternal serenity does not suffer from these north winds. Above Revolutions, Truth and Justice reign, as the starry heavens above the tempest.”

“Poor God, how often He is blamed for all the suffering in theworld. It’s like praising Satan for allowing all the good that happens.”

“I pay no attention whatever to anybody's praise or blame. I simply follow my own feelings.”

“Even as a solid rock is unshaken by the wind, so are the wise unshaken by praise or blame.”

“…praise any word that can hold you. Praise all but the vanishing point where we stand now, not quite parted. Already memories fall like blows. But soon they will be treasure, dropped like gold through a miser’s fingers as he makes his accounts…Praise each insomniac hour, kept wide awake by your glow. Sleep would only have robbed more coins from this vandal hoarded store.”

“Praise and blame, gain and loss, pleasure and pain, fame and disripute, these are just the worldly winds of existence.”