It is often tragic to see how blatantly a man bungles his own life and the lives of others yet remains totally incapable of seeing how much the whole tragedy originates in himself, and how he continually feeds it and keeps it going.

It was most essential for me to have a normal life in the real world as a counterpoise to that strange inner world. My family and my profession remained the base to which I could return.

As far as we can discern, the sole purpose of human existence is to kindle a light in the darkness of mere being.

The growth of the mind is the widening of the range of consciousness, and each step forward has been a most painful and laborious achievement.

To ask the right question is already half the solution of a problem.

Ultimate truth, if there be such a thing, demands the concert of many voices.

When goals go, meaning goes. When meaning goes, purpose goes. When purpose goes, life goes dead on our hands.