No man ever wrote more eloquently and luminously [than Heraclitus].

Man, a hybrid of plant and ghost.

And if ye cannot be saints of knowledge, then, I pray you, be at least its warriors. They are the companions and forerunners of such saintship.

Laughter means: taking a mischievous delight in someone else's uneasiness, but with a good conscience.

In constructing concepts, we overlook the fact that no two things are the same. There is no such thing as the concept of a leaf, only billions and billions of leaves.

The newspaper reader says: this party will ruin itself if it makes errors like this. My higher politics says: a party which makes errors like this is already finished -- it is no longer secure in its instincts.

Every one being allowed to learn to read, ruineth in the long run not only writing but also thinking.