Start With What Is Right

Only The Moment Counts. It Determines Life.

Association With Human Beings Lures One Into Self-observation.

Knowledge We Have. Anyone Who Strives For It With Particular Intensity Is Suspect Of Striving Against It.

The Thornbush Is The Old Obstacle In The Road. It Must Catch Fire If You Want To Go Further.

The Observer Of The Soul Cannot Penetrate Into The Soul, But There Doubtless Is A Margin Where He Comes Into Contact With It. Recognition Of This Contact Is The Fact That Even The Soul Does Not Know Of Itself. Hence It Must Remain Unknown. That Would Be Sad Only If There Were Anything Apart From The Soul, But There Is Nothing Else.