It Is Reality That Awakens

We Do Not Have Too Much Intellect And Too Little Soul, But Too Little Intellect In Matters Of The Soul.

It Is Life That Does The Thinking All Around Us, Forming With Playful Ease The Connections Our Reason Can Only Laboriously Patch Together Piecemeal, And Never To Such Kaleidoscopic Effect.

Life Is To Blame For Everything.

A Particularly Fine Head On A Man Usually Means That He Is Stupid; Particularly Deep Philosophers Are Usually Shallow Thinkers; In Literature, Talents Not Much Above The Average Are Usually Regarded By Their Contemporaries As Geniuses.

A Man Who Wants The Truth Becomes A Scientist; A Man Who Wants To Give Free Play To His Subjectivity May Become A Writer; But What Should A Man Do Who Wants Something In Between?