A useless life is an early death.

In the end we retain from our studies only that which we practically apply.

There are few who have at once thought and capacity for action. Thought expands, but lames; action animates, but narrows.

It is not doing the thing we like to do, but liking the thing we have to do, that makes life blessed.

As long as you don't practice it, this dying and becoming, You are only a dreary guest on this dark earth.

If it is the greatest truth that you seek, the plants can direct you.

Nothing is more disgusting than the majority: because it consists of a few powerful predecessors, of rogues who adapt themselves, of weak who assimilate themselves, and the masses who imitate without knowing at all what they want.