There is no one so bound to his own face that he does not cherish the hope of presenting another to the world.

Wanderer, your footsteps are the road, and nothing more; wanderer, there is no road, the road is made by walking. By walking one makes the road, and upon glancing behind one sees the path. . .

Travelers, there is no path, paths are made by walking.

My soul is not asleep. It is awake, wide awake. It neither sleeps nor dreams, but watches, its eyes wide open far-off things, and listens at the shores of the great silence.

Beyond living and dreaming there is something more important: waking up.

I thought my fire was out, and stirred the ashes…. I burnt my fingers.

Traveler, there is no path, the path must be forged as you walk.

I dreamt -- marvellous error! -- that I had a beehive here inside my heart. And the golden bees were making white combs and sweet honey from my old failures.

Under all that we think, lives all we believe, like the ultimate veil of our spirits

What the poet is searching for is not the fundamental I but the deep you.

Avoid pulpits, platforms, stages and pedestals. Keep to the hard ground. It is the only way you can judge your approximate status as a man.

I never had to learn English, French and German because I was brought up as all three languages. I had a private French teacher before I even went to school. That helped a lot.

Kings have long arms, but Misfortune longer: let none think themselves out of her reach.

To get something you must give something away. To hold something you must give something away. To love something you must give something away.

I love it--I just love it.

I think that the way of bringing realism into fantasy is to treat it as the commonplace.

A great deal remains to be done in Afghanistan and the jury is out as to whether the international community has the commitment and the patience to see the rebuilding process through.

Let not your mind run on what you lack as much as on what you have already.

You can't change your attitude because you're the champion. I've always kept my feet on the ground and never wanted to change.

I am tired again tonight - a good kind of tired. Some aches are well earned. I wish I could see the sky tonight

Before dinner men meet with great inequality of understanding.