A man makes no noise over a good deed, but passes on to another as a vine to bear grapes again in season.
The unpublished manuscript is like an uncon-fessed sin that festers in the soul, corrupting and contaminating it.
The deepest words of the wise man teach us the same as the whistle of the wind when it blows or the sound of the water when it is flowing.
Beyond living and dreaming there is something more important: waking up.
Travelers, there is no path, paths are made by walking.
My soul is not asleep. It is awake, wide awake. It neither sleeps nor dreams, but watches, its eyes wide open far-off things, and listens at the shores of the great silence.
I love Jesus, who said to us: Heaven and earth will pass away. When heaven and earth have passed away, my word will remain. What was your word, Jesus? Love? Forgiveness? Affection? All your words were one word: Wakeup.
Don't blame the mirror if your face is faulty.
To make a concrete response to the appeal of our brothers and sisters in humanity, we must come to grips with the first of these challenges: solidarity among generations, solidarity between countries and entire continents, so that all human beings may share more equitably in the riches of our planet. This is one of the essential services that people of good will must render to humanity. The earth, in fact, can produce enough to nourish all its inhabitants, on the condition that the rich countries do not keep for themselves what belongs to all.
Familiarity reduces the greatness of things.
Sleep and Death, who are twin brothers.