You do not see the river of mourning because it lacks one tear of your own.

He who goes step by step always finds himself level with a step.

Infancy is what is eternal, and the rest, all the rest, is brevity, extreme brevity.

My poverty is not complete: it lacks me.

Those who gave away their wings are sad not to see them fly.

Certainties are arrived at only on foot.

I stop wanting what I am looking for, looking for it.

What words say does not last. The words last. Because words are always the same, and what they say is never the same.

Flowers are without hope. Because hope is tomorrow and flowers have no tomorrow.

That in man which cannot be domesticated is not his evil but his goodness.

What we pay for with our lives never costs too much.

Whatever I take, I take too much or too little; I do not take the exact amount. The exact amount is no use to me.

I have been my own disciple and my own master. And I have been a good disciple but a bad master.

He who has seen everything empty itself is close to knowing what everything is filled with.

One lives in the hope of becoming a memory.

He who does not fill his world with phantoms remains alone.

If you are good to this one and that one, this one and that one will say that you are good. If you are good to everyone, no one will say that you are good.

The chains that bind us the most closely are the ones we have broken.

The children whom nobody leads by the hand are the children who know they are children.

In a full heart there is room for everything, and in an empty heart there is room for nothing.

Set out from any point. They are all alike. They all lead to a point of departure.

Truth has very few friends and those few are suicides.

They will say you are on the wrong road, if it is your own.

God has given a great deal to man, but man would like something from man.

I keep my hands empty for the sake of what I have had in them.

If you do not raise your eyes you will think you are the highest point.

You do not see the river of mourning because it lacks one tear of your own.

He who does not know how to create should not know.

He who does not know how to believe should not know.

Not believing has a sickness which is believing a little.

The little things are what is eternal and the rest all the rest is brevity extreme brevity.

Beyond my body my veins are invisible.

More grievous than tears is the sight of them.

Even the smallest of creatures carries the sun in its eyes.

We become aware of the void as we fill it.

Night is world lit by itself.

Night is a world lit by itself.

Yes, I will go. I would rather grieve over your absence than over you.

And if you find everything as soon as you look for it, you find it in vain, you look for it in vain.

Mourning is not forgetting... It is an undoing. Every minute tie has to be untied and something permanent and valuable recovered and assimilated from the dust.

To re-live these characters would be wonderful, because I know when the show ends it will be huge mourning process.

For years I have been mourning and not for my dead, it is for this boy for whatever corner in my heart died when his childhood slid out of my arms.

Middle age went by while I was mourning for my lost youth.

Let no one weep for me, or celebrate my funeral with mourning; for I still live, as I pass to and fro through the mouths of men.

The Chinese seemed to be mourning Mao in a heartfelt fashion. But I wondered how many of their tears were genuine. People had practiced acting to such a degree that they confused it with their true feelings.

I'm more interested in the meaning of funerals and the mourning that people do. It's not a retail experience. It's an existential one.

I will die like a true-blue rebel. Don't waste any time in mourning - organize.

I do not believe that sheer suffering teaches. If suffering alone taught, all the world would be wise, since everyone suffers. To suffering must be added mourning, understanding, patience, love, openness and the willingness to remain vulnerable.

My fellow Minnesotans join me in mourning the loss of America's 40th President and celebrating the life of a man who personified both the greatness and goodness of America.