Author of quotes: Maurice Maeterlinck

Touch me with your healing hand,
So I didn't die in the hour of rays
Without hopes, in the hour rays!
Wash my eyes are dew magic,
My eyes, where sleep the world of sorrow!


Quote in English

Soul sad in the end;
The soul is tired from sorrow
Dreams from vain thoughts tired
Soul sad in the end...
Touch the hand of my sideburns!


Quote in English

In all ways - you will meet only yourself.

Evil deeds inevitably narrows the thought and chained it to the personal pleasures and transient.

Our mind will always be only a faint beam of nature, infinitely small part of that whole, of which he appropriates the right to judge.

It is indeed difficult to inquire into his soul and discern its weak child's voice in the middle of useless screaming, surrounding her.

Words can never explain the real relationship between the two entities.

Nothing can be predicted, everything happens under the sky, which nothing warns.

One step from the sublime to the ridiculous but from the ridiculous to the great.

The fact that one mosquito to the other camel.

Nature is like a magician: her need of the eye.

The art - like nature. If you do not let it in the door, it will go out the window.

We possess only the happiness that is able to understand.

It is not enough to possess the truth, you need to own us.