To leave out beautiful sunsets is the secret of good taste.

There are many secrets; don’t try to resolve them all.

I am the shore and the ocean, awaiting myself on both sides.

If emptiness is endless, then everything rests in emptiness.

To say more while saying less is the secret of being simple.

He tries to find the exit from himself but there is no door.

Nothing is inanimate; what is the rest is our interpretation.

Faith is a question of eyesight; even the blind can see that.

My feelings are too loud for words and too shy for the world.

Strangers are endearing because you don’t know them yet.

He did not waste time in a vain search for a place in history.

Mathematics doesn’t care about those beyond the numbers.

There is a pledge of the big and of the small in the infinite.

For a moment at least, be a smile on someone else’s face.

Either all lights are turned off or one inner light is missing.