To The Man Of Thought Almost Nothing

He Who Possesses Science And Art, Possesses Religion As Well; He Who Possesses Neither Of These, Had Better Have Religion.

The Greatest Evil That Can Befall Man Is That He Should Come To Think Ill Of Himself.

Is It Not Enough That We Cannot Make One Another Happy, Must We Also Rob One Another Of The Pleasures That Any Heart May Permit Itself Now And Then? And Name Me A Person Who In A Bad Mood Will Be Decent Enough To Hide It, To Bear It Alone, Without Destroying The Joy Around Him. Is It Not Rather An Inner Dissatisfaction With Our Own Unworthiness, A Dislike Of Ourselves That Is Always Associated With Envy Aggravated By Foolish Conceit? We See People Happy And Not Made Happy By Us, And That Is Unbearable.

Lamps Make Oil-spots And Candles Need Snuffing; It Is Only The Light Of Heaven That Shines Pure And Leaves No Stain.

The More One Knows, The More One Comprehends, The More One Realizes That Everything Turns In A Circle.