As we gain knowledge, we do not become more certain, we become certain of more.

One can't love man without hating most of the creatures who pretend to bear his name.

I would give the greatest sunset in the world for one sight of New York's skyline.

Genius is an exaggeration of dimension. So is elephantiasis. Both may be only a disease.

Art is the indispensable medium for the communication of a moral ideal.

One can study what exists and how consciousness functions; but one cannot analyze (or “prove”) existence as such, or consciousness as such. These are irreducible primaries. (An attempt to “prove” them is self-contradict ory: it is an attempt to “prove” existence by means of nonexistence, and consciousness by means of unconsciousness .)

Have you felt it too? Have you seen how your best friends love everything about you- except the things that count? And your most important is nothing to them; nothing, not even a sound they can recognize.