He who can love passionately can hate passionately. Maternal love is most enduring, a brother's hatred the shortest.
There is no harvest without seed. We see often a harvest of evil, the seed of which time has concealed.
In the life to come all our senses will be doubled and quadrupled, so that when we see we shall see not only with our eyes but with our whole being, and when we hear and when we smell or taste it is the same. Thus will it be where the morning sun shines always.
We see only the beams of the sun, but the spirits also hear them; we hear the song of the nightingale, but the spirits also see it.
In the next world what we now hear we shall see; what we now see we shall hear, and shall taste what we now smell.
Gold shines, and by shining speaks. How can you understand its language? God does, because He sent its language to the gold.
What is man? Something between God and clay.