Ah, thou hast made my heart captive in the endless meshes of thy music, my master!

Our scientific world is our world of reasoning. It has its greatness and uses and attractions. We are ready to pay homage due to it. But when it claims to have discovered the real world for us and laughs at the worlds of all simple-minded men, then we must say it is like a general grown intoxicated with his power, usurping the throne of his king

And, indeed, what little of beauty and peace is to be found in the societies of men is owing to the daily performance of small duties, not to big doings and fine talk.

Patriotism cannot be our final spiritual shelter; my refuge is humanity. I will not buy glass for the price of diamonds, and I will never allow patriotism to triumph over humanity as long as I live.

The roots below the earth claim no rewards for making the branches fruitful.

I have spent many days stringing and unstringing my instrument while the song I came to sing remains unsung.

I never give answers. I lead on from one question to another. That is my leadership.