Under all that we think, lives all we believe, like the ultimate veil of our spirits

There is no one so bound to his own face that he does not cherish the hope of presenting another to the world.

Mankind owns four things that are no good at sea: rudder, anchor, oars and the fear of going down.

Wherever learning breeds specialists, the sum of human culture is enhanced thereby. That is the illusion and consolation of specialists.

Last night as I was sleeping, I dreamt - marvellous error! - That it was God I had here inside my heart.

Travelers, there is no path, paths are made by walking.

No one can shed light on vices he does not have or afflictions he has ever experienced.