The plague of man is the opinion of knowledge. That is why ignorance is so recommended by our religion as a quality suitable to belief and obedience.
Death, they say, acquits us of all obligations.
Every one rushes elsewhere and into the future, because no one wants to face one's own inner self.
Miracles arise from our ignorance of nature, not from nature itself.
I am myself the matter of my book.
It is a small soul, buried beneath the weight of affairs, that does not know how to get clean away from them, that cannot put them aside and pick them up again.