He is happy as well as great who needs neither to obey nor to command in order to be something.

Mere curiosity adds wings to every step.

The master proves himselin recognizing his limitations.

If society gives up the right to impose the death penalty, then self-help will appear again and personal vendettas will be around the corner.

Only the soul that loves is happy

He who would reproach an author for obscurity should look into his own mind to see whether it is quite clear there. In the dusk the plainest writing is illegible.

The light is there, and colors surround us. However, if there were no light nor colors in our own eye, we wouldn't perceive such things outside of us.