Were I a cloud I’d gather My skirts up in the air, And fly well know whither, And rest I well know where.
The best is he who calls men to the best. And those who heed the call are also blessed. But worthless who call not, heed not, but rest.
I was pursuing the inner path at the expense of the rest of my being and the rest of the world.
Sacrifice still exists everywhere, and everywhere the elect of each generation suffers for the salvation of the rest.
Spanish alone was understood or spoken here; our friend, the countryman, stuck to us most nobly, he understood us not a bit better than the rest but saw that we were in distress and would not desert us.
The drums of Africa still beat in my heart. They will not let me rest while there is a single Negro boy or girl without a chance to prove his worth.
The gods love to punish whatever is greater than the rest.
I think we should look forward to death more than we do. Of course everybody hates to go to bed or miss anything, but dying is really the only chance we’ll get to rest.
But he lay like a warrior taking his rest, with his martial cloak around him.
Absence of occupation is not rest; A mind quite vacant is a mind distressed.