And you would accept the seasons of your heart just as you have always accepted that seasons pass over your fields and you would watch with serenity through the winters of your grief.

Love is the only flower that grows and blossoms Without the aid of the seasons.

Truth is a deep kindness that teaches us to be content in our everyday life and share with the people the same happiness.

[Gemütlichkeit] verspottet euren gesunden Verstand.

But if you in your pain call birth an affliction and the support of the flesh a curse written upon your brow, then I answer that naught but the sweat of your brow shall wash away that which is written.

And if you cannot work with love but only with distate, it is better that you should leave your work and sit at the gate of the temple and take alms of those who work with joy