“Dying Speech of an Old PhilosopherI strove with none, for none was worth my strife.Nature I loved, and, next to Nature, Art:I warm'd both hands before the fire of life;It sinks; and I am ready to depart.”
“This is why I am continuing my travels—not to seek other, better teachings, for I know there are none, but to depart from all teachings and all teachers and to reach my goal by myself or to die.”
“If our two loves be one, or, thou and I Love so alike, that none do slacken, none can die.”
“I am writing with my burnt hand about the nature of fire.”
“I am who I am', said God to Moses regarding His name,because none was worth to be compared to His godhead.”
“There are perhaps many causes worth dying for, but to me, certainly, there are none worth killing for.”