Have patience with everything unresolved in your heart and try to love the questions themselves as if they were locked rooms or books written in a very foreign language. Don't search for the answers, which could not be given to you now, because you would not be able to live them. And the point is, to live everything. Live the questions now.
Let everything happen to you: beauty and terror. Just keep going. No feeling is final.
If your daily life seems poor, do not blame it; blame yourself, tell yourself that you are not poet enough to call forth its riches.
You can kiss your family and friends good-bye and put miles between you, but at the same time you carry them with you in your heart, your mind, your stomach, because you do not just live in a world but a world lives in you.
But do not ask me where I am going, As I travel in this limitless world, Where every step I take is my home.
When we try to pick out anything by itself, we find it hitched to everything else in the universe.