When we come to judge others it is not by ourselves as we really are that we judge them, but by an image that we have formed of ourselves from which we have left out everything that offends our vanity or would discredit us in the eyes of the world.

Tradition is a guide and not a jailer.

We can none of us step into the same river twice, but the river flows on and the other river we step into is cool and refreshing, too

Illusions are like umbrellas - you no sooner get them than you lose them, and the loss always leaves a little painful wound.

The arguments for immortality, weak when you take them one by one, are no more cogent when you take them together... For my part, I cannot see how consciousness can persist when its physical basis has been destroyed, and I am too sure of the interconnection of my body and my mind to think that any survival of my my consciousness apart from my body would be in any sense a survival of myself.

It's no use crying over spilt milk, because all of the forces of the universe were bent on spilling it.

I happen to think we’ve set our ideal on the wrong objects; I happen to think that the greatest ideal man can set before himself is self-perfection.