When the bird has flown

Got no-one to call your own

Got no place to call your home

When the bird has flown

It is in love that we are made;

In love we disappear.

Everything we call real is made of things that cannot be regarded as real.

I hear, I know.
I see, I remember.
I do, I understand.

Fortune brings in some boats that are not steered.

It is better to travel well than to arrive.

It is wrong to think that the task of physics is to find out how Nature is. 

Physics concerns what we say about Nature.

I am among those who think that science has great beauty. 

A scientist in his laboratory is not only a technician: 

he is also a child placed before natural phenomena which impress him like a fairy tale.

Onward and onward and onward I go

Where no man before me bothered to go.

I can't go back to yesterday 

because I was a different person then.

There is a kind of laughter that sickens the soul. 

Laughter when it is out of control: 

when it screams and stamps its feet, 

and sets the bells jangling in the next town. 

Laughter in all its ignorance and cruelty.

Men are the dreams of a shadow.

If you don't know where you are going, any road will get you there.

An honest man is always a child.

Whenever you find yourself on the side of the majority,
it is time to pause and reflect.

Much learning does not teach understanding.

A good traveller has no fixed plans, and is not intent on arriving.

A soul that is kind and intends justice discovers more than any sophist.

The depth of darkness to which you can descend and still live is 

an exact measure of the height to which you can aspire to reach.

Every man prefers belief to the exercise of judgement.

We do not inherit the earth from our ancestors; 

we borrow it from our children.

There is a road from the eye to the heart that does not go through the intellect.

The most beautiful experience we can have is the mysterious — 

the fundamental emotion which stands at the cradle of true art and true science

Tell me my friend my friend 

Tell me with love

Dreams that roam between truth and untruth

Memories that become monstrous lies

And I know from her eyes 

and I know from her smile 

that tonight will be fine, 

will be fine, will be fine, will be fine 

for a while.

the imagery of myth is the imagery through which our own nature 

communicates with our consciousness …

Tipped off balance we fall like light

We land on water in this transitory life.

Kindness it is
that brings forth kindness
always.

Yet not with all of me am I in love. 

Too much of my own quietness is with me.

Nothing left to do 

when you know that you've been taken. 

Nothing left to do 

when you're begging for a crumb 

Nothing left to do 

when you've got to go on waiting 

waiting for the miracle to come.

And the night came on 

It was very calm 

I wanted the night to go on and on

Half the people in the world think that the metaphors of their religious traditions are facts. 

And the other half contends that they are not facts at all. 

As a result we have people who consider themselves believers 

because they accept metaphors as facts, 

and we have others who classify themselves as atheists 

because they think religious metaphors are lies.

And the movement in your brain

Sends you out into the rain

Tell me all that you may know

Show me what you have to show

I remember all my lovers

I remember how they held me

The pursuit of truth and beauty is a sphere of activity 

in which we are permitted to remain children all our lives.

Take only memories, 

leave nothing but footprints.

Time has told me

You’re a rare, rare find

A troubled cure

For a troubled mind

Love is a friendship set to music.

I am not the one who loves – 

It’s love that seizes me.

Existence is a stage on which we pass

A sleepwalk trick for mind and heart

I lost my job forever.

I was counted with the dead.

It was deep into his fiery heart 

he took the dust of Joan of Arc, 

and then she clearly understood 

if he was fire, oh then she must be wood.

Ghost ships are sailing
on empty seas

the light that was in the darkness
it does not shine on me

So hit an elephant with a dart

and he just reaches around and pulls it out with his trunk

But hit a whale in the heart and the whole ocean turns red,

It turns red.

Concepts that have proven useful in ordering things 

easily achieve such authority over us 

that we forget their earthly origins 

and accept them as unalterable givens.

I loved you in the morning,
our kisses deep and warm, 

your hair upon the pillow
like a sleepy golden storm

He who can no longer pause 

to wonder and stand rapt in awe, 

is as good as dead; 

his eyes are closed.