Music at times is more like perfume than mathematics.

Music at times is more like perfume than mathematics.

It is right that we be concerned with the scientific probity of metaphysics.

This detachment (poverty, chastity, etc.) must not be mere amputation; everything which is shaken off must be simultaneously found again at a higher level.

I almost think that hope is for the soul what breathing is for the living organism. Where hope is lacking the soul dries up and withers.

You know you have loved someone when you have glimpsed in them that which is too beautiful to die.

Contemporary thinkers would say that man is continuously transcending himself.