What Is It That You

How Can Anyone Become A Thinker Unless He Spends At Least A Third Of Every Day Away From Passions, People, And Books?

The Doer Is Merely A Fiction Added To The Deed ? The Deed Is Everything.

Talking Much About Oneself Can Also Be A Means To Conceal Oneself.

This Life As You Now Live It And Have Lived It, You Will Have To Live Once More And Innumerable Times More; And There Will Be Nothing New In It, But Every Pain And Every Joy And Every Thought And Sigh And Everything Unutterably Small Or Great In Your Life Will Have To Return To You, All In The Same Succession And Sequence - Even This Spider And This Moonlight Between The Trees, And Even This Moment And I Myself. The Eternal Hourglass Of Existence Is Turned Upside Down Again And Again, And You With It, Speck Of Dust!

And If Ye Cannot Be Saints Of Knowledge, Then, I Pray You, Be At Least Its Warriors. They Are The Companions And Forerunners Of Such Saintship.