A Desire For Truth Is By No

When I Cease To Be Indignant I Will Have Begun My Old Age.

If The Flower Were Not Attached To Its Stem, It Would Flee At The Approach Of Man, Like The Insect Or The Bird; For The Attribute Of Man On The Earth, At Least As Long As He Does Not Better Understand His Role, Is To Worry And Frighten What He Is Not Interested In Taming For Utilitarian Purposes. Man Is Skillful In Mistreating Everything He Can Use

One Completely Overcomes Only What One Assimilates.

Our Deeds Attach Themselves To Us Like The Flame To Phosphorus. They Constitute Our Brilliance, To Be Sure, But Only In So Far As They Consume Us.

Most Often It Happens That One Attributes To Others Only The Feelings Of Which One Is Capable Oneself.