He is terribly afraid of dying because he hasn't yet lived.

Even the merest gesture is holy if it is filled with faith.

Better to have, and not need, than to need, and not have.

Sleep is the most innocent creature there is and a sleepless man
the most guilty.

You are at once both the quiet and the confusion of my heart.

Paths are made by walking.

If you have food in your jaws you have solved all questions for the time being.

There are some things one can only achieve by a deliberate leap in the opposite direction.

Everyone carries a room about inside him. This fact can even be proved by means of the sense of hearing. If someone walks fast and one pricks up one's ears and listens, say in the night, when everything round about is quiet, one hears, for instance, the rattling of a mirror not quite firmly fastened to the wall.

How pathetically scanty my self-knowledge is compared with, say, my knowledge of my room. There is no such thing as observation of the inner world, as there is of the outer world.

It isn't necessary that you leave home. Sit at your desk and listen. Don't even listen, just wait. Don't wait, be still and alone. The whole world will offer itself to you.

I only fear danger where I want to fear it.

I passed by the brothel as though
past the house of a beloved.

Only our concept of time makes it possible for us to speak of the Day of Judgement by that name; in reality it is a constant court in perpetual session.

First impressions are always unreliable.

The ulterior motives with which you absorb and assimilate Evil are not your own but those of Evil.

German is my mother tongue and as such more natural to me, but I consider Czech much more affectionate, which is why your letter removes several uncertainties; I see you more clearly, the movements of your body, your hands, so quick, so resolute, it's almost like a meeting.

Concerning this a man once said:Why such reluctance? If you only followed the parables
you yourselves would become parables and with that rid of all your daily cares.
Another said: I bet that is also a parable.
The first said: You have won.
The second said: But unfortunately only in parable.
The first said: No, in reality; in parable you have lost.

Last night I dreamed about you. What happened in detail I can hardly remember, all I know is that we kept merging into one another. I was you, you were me. Finally you somehow caught fire.

Knowledge we have. Anyone who strives for it with particular intensity is suspect of striving against it.