Don't imagine that your perfection lies in accumulating or possessing external things. Your affection is inside of you.
Those who see any difference between soul and body have neither
Every prison that men build Is built with bricks of shame, And bound with bars lest Christ should see How men their brothers maim.
Imagination is imitative-the real innovation lies in criticism.
It is exactly because a man cannot do a thing that he is a proper judge of it
If we're always guided by other people's thoughts, what's the point in having our own?