The child-soul is an ever-bubbling fountain in the world of humanity

. . . because learning begins when consciousness erupts, education must also.

I am mortal. I am born to love and to suffer.

There is one thing one has to have: either a soul that is cheerful by nature, or a soul made cheerful by work, love, art, and knowledge.

In my soul, humanity is a single part, a big gentle bird whose song I use to sing every early morning in the silence of the Universe.

Others find humanity by looking in their own hearts. Only lost souls need to search for it outside themselves.