Hungry Hatred, will not strive against intelligence self-interest.

Our high respect for a well read person is praise enough for literature.

And indeed there will be time To wonder, "Do I dare?" and, "Do I dare?" Time to turn back and descend the stair, With a bald spot in the middle of my hair.

At the still point, there the dance is.

We do not pass twice through the same door Or return to the door through which we did not pass.

It is not enough to understand what we ought to be, unless we know what we are; and we do not understand what we are, unless we know what we ought to be.

If we all were judged according to the consequences Of all our words and deeds, beyond the intention And beyond our limited understanding Of ourselves and others, we should all be condemned.