I never think of the future - it comes soon enough.
To understand the world one must not be worrying about one's self.
Common sense is nothing more than a deposit of prejudices laid down by the mind before you reach eighteen.
Imagination is more important than knowledge.
To one bent on age, death will come as a release. I feel this quite strongly now that I have grown old myself and have come to regard death like an old debt, at long last to be discharged.
Without deep reflection one knows from daily life that one exists for other people.