The Most Damaging Prejudice Consists

Sometimes Our Fate Resembles A Fruit Tree In Winter. Who Would Think That Those Branches Would Turn Green Again And Blossom, But We Hope It, We Know It.

If You Must Tell Me Your Opinions, Tell Me What You Believe In. I Have Plenty Of Doubts Of My Own.

A Good Person, Striving Dimly, Is Well Aware Of The Right Path.

The Highest Happiness Of Man ... Is To Have Probed What Is Knowable And Quietly To Revere What Is Unknowable.

You Must Be Either The Servant Or The Master, The Hammer Or The Anvil.