While Perusing The Bookstore The Other Day I Wasn’t Sure What I Would Take Home…but Then I Set My

All endings are also beginnings. We just don't know it at the time.

Mitch Albom, Tuesdays with Morrie

People think that I must be a very strange person. This is not correct. I have the heart of a small boy. It is in a glass jar on my desk.

Stephen King

I have always believed, and I still believe, that whatever good or bad fortune may come our way we can always give it meaning and transform it into something of value

Hermann Hesse, Siddhartha

Are we on the right road? Are we gaining knowledge? Are we approaching salvation? Or are we perhaps going in circles - we who thought to escape from the cycle?

Siddhartha by Hermann Hesse

If you are never alone, you cannot know yourself.

Paulo Coelho, Manuscript Found in Accra

Maybe you can afford to wait. Maybe for you there’s a tomorrow. Maybe for you there’s one thousand tomorrows, or three thousand, or ten, so much time you can bathe in it, roll around it, let it slide like coins through you fingers. So much time you can waste it. But for some of us there’s only today. And the truth is, you never really know.

As with men, it has always seemed to me that books have their own peculiar destinies. They go towards the people who are waiting for them and reach them at the right moment. They are made of living material and continue to cast light through the darkness long after the death of their authors

Miguel Serrano, C.G. Jung and Hermann Hesse: A Book of Two Friendships

Pleasure is a freedom song, But it is not freedom. It is the blossoming of your desires, But it is not their fruit

Khalil gibran

Solitude brings clarity and I’m so clear I might disappear.