Thoughts that come with doves' footsteps guide the world.

Thoughts are the shadows of our sensations -- always darker, emptier, simpler than these.

The images of myth must be the daemonic guardians, omnipresent and unnoticed, which protect the growth of the young mind, and guide man's interpretation of his life and struggles.

All truly great thoughts are conceived by walking.

One hears but one does not seek; one takes -- one does not ask who gives; a thought flashes up like lightning, it comes of necessity and unfalteringly formed.

Thus I spoke, more and more softly; for I was afraid of my own thoughts and the thoughts behind my thoughts.