Woe to him inside a non-conformist clique who does not conform to non-conformity.
There is probably nothing more sublime than discontent transmuted into a work of art, a scientific discovery, and so on.
Compassion alone stands apart from the continuous traffic between good and evil proceeding within us.
To dispose a soul to action we must upset its equilibrium.
The creative mind is the playful mind. Philosophy is the play and dance of ideas.
It is thus with most of us; we are what other people say we are. We know ourselves chiefly by hearsay.