Youth itself is a talent, a perishable talent.

Never have the young taken themselves so seriously, and the calamity is that they are listened to and deferred to by so many adults.

Our achievements speak for themselves. What we have to keep track of are our failures, discouragements and doubts.

Our credulity is greatest concerning the things we know least about.

Man is the only creature that strives to surpass himself, and yearns for the impossible.

The true believer, no matter how rowdy and violent his acts, is basically an obedient and submissive person.

To believe that if we could have but this or that we would be happy is to suppress the realization that the cause of our unhappiness is in our inadequate and blemished selves. Excessive desire is thus a means of suppressing our sense of worthlessness.