I said to my soul, be still and wait without hope, for hope would be hope for the wrong thing; wait without love, for love would be love of the wrong thing; there is yet faith, but the faith and the love are all in the waiting. Wait without thought, for you are not ready for thought: So the darkness shall be the light, and the stillness the dancing.

Anxiety is the handmaiden of creativity

If you haven’t the strength to impose your own terms upon life, then you must accept the terms it offers you.

Whatever you think, be sure it is what you think; whatever you want, be sure that is what you want; whatever you feel, be sure that is what you feel.

The purpose of literature is to turn blood into ink.

We had the experience but missed the meaning. And approach to the meaning restores the experience in a different form.