The happy do not believe in miracles.

The moment one definitely commits oneself, then Providence moves, too. All sorts of things occur to help one that would never have otherwise occurred...unforeseen incidents and meetings and material assistance, which no man could have dreamed would have come his way.

None are more hopelessly enslaved than those who falsely believe they are free.

Because everyone uses language to talk, everyone thinks he can talk about language.

As long as you are not aware of the continual law of Die and Be Again, you are merely a vague guest on a dark Earth.

One alone does not help, but rather he who unites with many at the right moment.

The hero draws inspiration from the virtue of his ancestors.