Do not go where the path may lead, go instead where there is no path and leave a trail.
Crime and punishment grow out of one stem. Punishment is a fruit that, unsuspected, ripens with the flower of the pleasure that concealed it.
Though we travel the world over to find the beautiful, we must carry it with us or we find it not.
The ancestor of every action is a thought… Thought is the blossom; language the bud; action the fruit behind it.