Wisdom stands at the turn in the road and calls upon us publicly, but we consider it false and despise its adherents.

Out of suffering have emerged the strongest souls; the most massive characters are seared with scars.

For thought is a bird of space, that in a cage of words may indeed unfold its wings but cannot fly.

A God who is good knows no segregation amongst words or names. And were a God to deny his blessing to those who pursue a different path to eternity, there would be no human who should offer worship.

The teacher who is indeed wise does not bid you to enter the house of his wisdom but rather leads you to the threshold of your mind.

A teacher can only lead you to the threshold of your own mind.

For Reason, ruling alone, is a force confining; and Passion, unattended, is a flame that burns to its own destruction.