Much learning does not teach sense.
I am what libraries and librarians have made me, with little assistance from a professor of Greek and poets
Everything flows and nothing abides; everything gives way and nothing stays fixed... Cool things become warm, the warm grows cool; the moist dries, the parched becomes moist... It is in changing that things find repose.
Man is most nearly himself when he achieves the seriousness of a child at play.
The nature of things is in the habit of concealing itself.
Because it is so unbelievable, the Truth often escapes being known.