The past will not tell us what we ought to do, but... what we ought to avoid.

Commonplaces are the tramways of intellectual transportation.

Life is the external text, the burning bush by the edge of the path from which God speaks.

We distinguish the excellent man from the common man by saying that the former is the one who makes great demands on himself, and the latter who makes no demands on himself.

Civilization is nothing more than the effort to reduce the use of force to the last resort.

If the human intellect functions, it is actually in order to solve the problems which the man's inner destiny sets it.

Life is a series of collisions with the future.