The wonder of a single snowflake outweighs the wisdom of a million meteorologists.
I want a very ordered image, but I want it to come about by chance.
If the hill will not come to Mahomet, Mahomet will go to the hill.
Silence is the sleep that nourishes wisdom.
Suspicions that the mind, of itself, gathers, are but buzzes; but suspicions that are artificially nourished and put into men's heads by the tales and whisperings of others, have stings.
Much bending breaks the bow; much unbending the mind.