The one self- knowledge worth having is to know one's own mind.
The man who has ceased to fear has ceased to care.
The cost of a thing is what I call life which has to be exchanged for it, immediately or in the long run.
True penitence condemns to silence. What a man is ready to recall he would be willing to repeat.
His mind is so open - so open that ideas simply pass through it.
The Self has turned out to mean so many things, to mean them so ambiguously, and to be so wavering in its application, that we do not feel encouraged.