Tear man out of his outward circumstances; and what he then is; that only is he.
Sentiment: POSITIVE
The laughter of man is more terrible than his tears, and takes more forms hollow, heartless, mirthless, maniacal.
The one who turns his back on the world and its comforts and, sets out on the path that leads to the Beloved has to face countless difficulties. But he brakes them all for the sake of the Beloved.
My tears will keep no channel, know no laws to guide their streams, but like the waves, their cause, run with disturbance till they swallow me as a description of his misery.
Resolve to be thyself: and know that he who finds himself, loses his misery.
Man is the creature of circumstances.
The essence of a man is found in his faults.
It wounds a man less to confess that he has failed in any pursuit through idleness, neglect, the love of pleasure, etc., etc., which are his own faults, than through incapacity and unfitness, which are the faults of his nature.
Man is a special being, and if left to himself, in an isolated condition, would be one of the weakest creatures; but associated with his kind, he works wonders.
The eternal quest of the individual human being is to shatter his loneliness.
He gave to misery (all he had) a tear.