As far as we can discern, the sole purpose of human existence is to kindle a light in the darkness of mere being. Memories, Dreams, Reflections (1963)
For it all depends on how we look at things, and not on how they are in themselves. The least of things with a meaning is worth more in life than the greatest of things without it. Modern Man in Search of a Soul (1933)
Life has always seemed to me like a plant that lives on its rhizome. Its true life is invisible, hidden in the rhizome. The part that appears above ground lasts only a single summer. What we see is the blossom, which passes. The rhizome remains. Memories, Dreams, Reflections (1963)