People Who Talk Of New Lives Believe

The Only Creative Power I Know Is That Of What Might Roughly Be Called 'love'; Not Of Course A Sentimental Love: A Far More Impersonal And Less Individual Emotion. I Sometimes Think That Migratory Birds May Have It For Each Other. They Fly In The Same Direction, And Have Never Been Seen To Interfere With Each Other's Flights.

I Wonder How Often Not The Intention But The Desire Springs Up In A Doctor's Mind: 'can I Let This Human Being Out Of The Trap Of Life?

Neither Situations Nor People Can Be Altered By The Interference Of An Outsider. If They Are To Be Altered, That Alteration Must Come From Within.

If One Has One Cow, It Is Always Better Not To Be Too Familiar With Those Who Have Seven.

This Is The Real Tragedy Of Mankind, That Until Now The Spirit Of Man Has Not Been Able To Free Itself, Even Along The Path Of Its Own Development, From The Tentacles Of Self-deception.