Separation penetrates the disappearing person like a pigment and steeps him in gentle radiance.
Sentiment: POSITIVE
Eyes so transparent that through them the soul is seen.
Nearness to nature... keeps the spirit sensitive to impressions not commonly felt and in touch with the unseen powers.
The essence of the Way is detachment.
Solitude vivifies; isolation kills.
We need to stop separating ourselves by how dark or how light we are.
The crafty person is always in danger; and when they think they walk in the dark, all their pretenses are transparent.
You do not separate the human being from the actions he does or the actions which surround him, but you see what it is like to break these actions up in different ways, to allow passion - and it is passion - to appear for each person in his own way.
None of us is responsible for the complexion of his skin. This fact of nature offers no clue to the character or quality of the person underneath.
Our holiness is an effect, not a cause; so long as our eyes are on our own personal whiteness as an end in itself, the thing breaks down.
An unfulfilled vocation drains the color from a man's entire existence.