What Is Done Out Of

The Higher We Soar The Smaller We Appear To Those Who Cannot Fly.

One Begins To Mistrust Very Clever People When They Become Embarrassed.

The Lonely One Offers His Hand Too Quickly To Whomever He Encounters.

Science Rushes Headlong, Without Selectivity, Without "taste," At Whatever Is Knowable, In The Blind Desire To Know All At Any Cost.

Whatever Is Gold Does Not Glitter. A Gentle Radiance Belongs To The Noblest Metal.