Every phenomenon of nature was a word, - the sign, symbol and pledge of a new, mysterious, inexpressible but all the more intimate union, participation and community of divine energies and ideas.

Not only the entire ability to think rests on language... but language is also the crux of the misunderstanding of reason with itself.

Our reason arises, at the very least, from this twofold lesson of sensuous revelations and human testimonies.

A writer who is in a hurry to be understood today or tomorrow runs the danger of being misunderstood the day after tomorrow.

What good to me is the festive garment of freedom when I am in a slave's smock at home?

I look upon logical proofs the way a well-bred girl looks upon a love letter

Physics is nothing but the ABC's. Nature is an equation with an unknown, a Hebrew word which is written only with consonants to which reason has to add the dots.