The burden of the self is lightened with I laugh at myself.
The butterfly counts not months but moments, and has time enough.
In Art, man reveals himself and not his objects.
Those who own much have much to fear.
Facts are many, but the truth is one.
Trees are the earth’s endless effort to speak to the listening heaven.
The water in a vessel is sparkling; the water in the sea is dark. The small truth has words which are clear; the great truth has great silence.
We come nearest to the great when we are great in humility.
If we meet an honest and intelligent politician, a dozen, a hundred, we say they aren’t like politicians at all, and our category of politicians stays unchanged; we know what politicians are like.
A poet is a man who manages, in a lifetime of standing out in thunderstorms, to be struck by lightning five or six times.