“Every moment of light and dark is a miracle.”

And I will show of male and female that either is but the equal of the other.

Where the earth is, we are.

Where the earth is, we are.

I am not to speak to you, I am to think of you when I sit alone or wake at night alone, I am to wait, I do not doubt I am to meet you again, I am to see to it that I do not lose you.

Be curious, not judgmental.

The earth is rude, silent, incomprehensible at first; Be not discouraged – keep on – there are divine things, well envelop’d; I swear to you there are divine things more beautiful than words can tell.

Pointing to another world will never stop vice among us; shedding light over this world can alone help us.

Peace is always beautiful.

A man is a great thing upon the earth and through eternity; but every jot of the greatness of man is unfolded out of woman.

Clear and sweet is my soul, clear and sweet is all that is not my soul.

I am larger, better than I thought; I did not know I held so much goodness.

And there is no trade or employment but the young man following it may become a hero.

All truths wait in all things.

I am satisfied, I see, dance, laugh, sing.

Wisdom is not finally tested by the schools, Wisdom cannot be pass’d from one having it to another not having it, Wisdom is of the soul, is not susceptible of proof, is its own proof.

The strongest and sweetest songs yet remain to be sung.

I remember watching the mascara tears flood the ivories and I thought, It’s OK to be sad. I’ve been trained to love my darkness.

Success always calls for greater generosity—though most people, lost in the darkness of their own egos, treat it as an occasion for greater greed.

The world is indeed full of peril, and in it there are many dark places; but still there is much that is fair, and though in all lands love is now mingled with grief, it grows perhaps the greater.

May it be a light to you in dark places, when all other lights go out.

Faithless is he that says farewell when the road darkens.

We are not mad. We are human. We want to love, and someone must forgive us for the paths we take to love, for the paths are many and dark, and we are ardent and cruel in our journey.

When you flip the switch in that attic, it doesn’t matter whether its been dark for ten minutes, ten years or ten decades.

If you love your work, if you enjoy it, you’re already a success.