A time of historic change is no time for recklessness.
How could an argument soothe or settle a controversy when every word is a nest for a bird of doubt? (meaning of words as inferences)
Through the ear, we shall enter the invisibility of things.
We do not truly speak except at a distance. There is no word not severed.
It is very hard to live with silence. The real silence is death and this is terrible. To approach this silence, it is necessary to journey to the desert. You do not go to the desert to find identity, but to loses it, to lose your personality, to be anonymous. You make yourself void. You become silence. You become more silent than the silence around you. And then something extraordinary happens: you hear silence speak.
WIDE, the margin between carte blanche and the white page. Nevertheless it is not in the margin that you can find me, but in the yet whiter one that separates the word-strewn sheet from the transparent, the written page from the one to be written in the infinite space where the eye turns back to the eye, and the hand to the pen, where all we write is erased, even as you write it. For the book imperceptibly takes shape within the book we will never finish. There is my desert.
One rose is enough for the dawn
If you're going to be thinking anyway, think big!
Fickleness has always befriended the beautiful.
"If you don't make mistakes, you aren't really trying. "
None can believe how powerful prayer is, and what it is able to effect, but those who have learned it by experience.