By our pontifical assertions, our superior impatience, and our casual brushing aside of their curiosity, we do not encourage their inquiry, for we are rather apprehensive of what may be asked of us; we do not foster their discontent, for we ourselves have ceased to question.

If the mind could cease measuring itself against the hero, the perfect, the glorious and all that, it would be what it is.

The only freedom is the freedom from the known.

Without freedom, there is no creation.

Freedom comes with self-knowledge, when the mind goes above and beyond the hindrances it has created for itself.

The fact is one thing and the idea about the fact is another.

The reality of truth is not to be bought, to be sold, to be repeated; it cannot be caught in books. It has to be found from moment to moment, in the smile, in the tear, under the dead leaf, in the vagrant thought, in the fullness of love.