The mind is an enchanting thing.

Which of us has not been stunned by the beauty of an animal's skin or its flexibility in motion?

War is pillage versus resistance and if illusions of magnitude could be transmuted into ideals of magnanimity, peace might be realized.

The self does not realize itself most fully when self-realization is its most constant aim.

Superior people never make long visits.

Blessed the geniuses who know / that egomania is not a duty.

Life is energy, and energy is creativity. And even when individuals pass on, the energy is retained in the work of art, locked in it and awaiting release if only someone will take the time and the care to unlock it.