The path to the inwardly enriched life is not hidden from the man or woman who longs to walk upon it.
Sentiment: POSITIVE
Life is itself an occupational hazard. Sometimes the things we love hurt us. Embracing and navigating around that contradiction is part of what it is to be alive.
Yet it is in this loneliness that the deepest activities begin. It is here that you discover act without motion, labor that is profound repose, vision in obscurity, and, beyond all desire, a fulfillment whose limits extend to infinity.
The soul that sees beauty may sometimes walk alone.
Within ourselves is not very far and yet it is so far that one's whole life is not always long enough to get there.
How one life turns out is not dependent on what people do to us or what they don't do for us.
The unexamined life is not worth living.
It is very certain that the desire of life prolongs it.
Life is full of adventure. There's no such thing as a clear pathway.
Happiness, that grand mistress of the ceremonies in the dance of life, impels us through all its mazes and meanderings, but leads none of us by the same route.
It is not in life, but in art that self-fulfillment is to be found.