A flower cannot blossom without sunshine, and man cannot live without love.
Man Without Love
The spring of love becomes hidden and soon filled up.
Love Soon Up
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.
Loves Who Soul
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!
Beautiful Things Last 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.
I Simple Morning
Is it sin, which makes the worm a chrysalis, and the chrysalis a butterfly, and the butterfly dust?
Worm Butterfly Makes
Of these years nought remains in memory but the sad feeling that we have advanced and only grown older.
That is the returning to God which in reality is never concluded on earth but yet leaves behind in the soul a divine home sickness, which never again ceases.
Yet Reality Ceases
Childhood has its secrets and its mysteries; but who can tell or who can explain them!
Childhood Tell Them
It smote me to the heart that I had found no one in all the world who loved me more than all others.
Yes, now I understood for the first time that my soul was not so poor and empty as it had seemed to me, and that it had been only the sun that was lacking to open all its germs, and buds to the light.
Me First Time Only