Love, too, has to be learned.

All good things were formerly bad things; every original sin has turned into an original virtue.

Industriousness and conscientiousness are often at odds, because industriousness wants to pick the still sour fruit from the tree,while conscientiousness lets it hang there too long, until it falls and bruises.

Loneliness is one thing, solitude another.

For as long as they praise you, never forget that it is not yet your own path that you walk, but another person's.

What the sense feeleth, what the spirit discerneth, hath never its end in itself. But sense and spirit would fain persuade thee that they are the end of all things: so vain are they.

It is our needs that interpret the world; our drives and their For and Against. Every drive is a kind of lust to rule; each one has its perspective that it would like to compel all other drives to accept as a norm.