One may say the eternal mystery of the world is its comprehensibility.
Women always worry about things that men forget; men always worry about things women remember.
The woman who follows the crowd will usually go no further than the crowd. The woman who walks alone is likely to find herself in places no one has ever been before.
I must be willing to give up what I am in order to become what I will be.
Dostoevsky gives me more than any scientist, more than Gauss.
In the midst of difficulty lies opportunity.