A flower cannot blossom without sunshine, and man cannot live without love.
Love Flower Sunshine
Thus one memory follows another until the waves dash together over our heads, and a deep sigh swells the breast, which warns us that we have forgotten to breathe in the midst of these pure thoughts.
While the river of life glides along smoothly, it remains the same river; only the landscape on either bank seems to change.
While River Seems
Not far from our house, and opposite the old church with the golden cross, stood a large building, even larger than the church, and having many towers.
Opposite Far Our
I believe I can even yet remember when I saw the stars for the first time.
Yet Time Even
Childhood has its secrets and its mysteries; but who can tell or who can explain them!
The spring of love becomes hidden and soon filled up.
Up Filled Love
Whoever knows it also knows that in love there is no More and no Less; but that he who loves can only love with the whole heart, and with the whole soul; with all his strength and with all his will.
Strength Will Only Love
And then when all around grows dark, when we feel utterly alone, when all men right and left pass us by and know us not, a forgotten feeling rises in the breast.
How mankind defers from day to day the best it can do, and the most beautiful things it can enjoy, without thinking that every day may be the last one, and that lost time is lost eternity!
Enjoy Lost Day To Day
I spend my happiest hours in reading Vedantic books. They are to me like the light of the morning, like the pure air of the mountains - so simple, so true, if once understood.
Light Pure Books
Is it sin, which makes the worm a chrysalis, and the chrysalis a butterfly, and the butterfly dust?