Here is a hero who did nothing but shake the tree as soon as the fruit was ripe. Does this seem to be too small a thing to you? Then take a good look at the tree he shook.

The magnitude of a progress is gauged by the greatness of the sacrifice that it requires.

The elimination of the will altogether and the switching off of the emotions all and sundry, is tantamount to the elimination of reason: intellectual castration.

There is not enough love and goodness in the world to permit giving any of it away to imaginary beings.

The less men are fettered by tradition, the greater becomes the inward activity of their motives, and greater again in proportion to their outer restlessness.

We are terrified by the idea of being terrified.

Humility has the toughest hide.