Passion is always a mystery and unaccountable, and unfortunately there is no doubt that life does not spare its purest children and often it is just … - Hermann Hesse

When we are stricken and cannot bear our lives any longer, then a tree has something to say to us: Be still! Be still! Look at me! Life is not easy, life is not difficult. Those are childish thoughts. . . . Home is neither here nor there. Home is within you, or home is nowhere at all.

After so many years of foolishness, you have once again had an idea, have done something, have heard the bird in your chest singing and have followed it.

"Have you also learned that secret from the river; that there is no such thing as time?" That the river is everywhere at the same time, at the source and at the mouth, at the waterfall, at the ferry, at the current, in the ocean and in the mountains, everywhere and that the present only exists for it, not the shadow of the past nor the shadow of the future.