When You Look At Yourself

My Religion Consists Of A Humble Admiration Of The Illimitable Superior Spirit Who Reveals Himself In The Slight Details We Are Able To Perceive With Our Frail And Feeble Mind.

Mozart's Music Is So Pure And Beautiful That I See It As A Reflection Of The Inner Beauty Of The Universe.

It Is Every Man's Obligation To Put Back Into The World At Least The Equivalent Of What He Takes Out Of It.

Certainly There Are Things Worth Believing. I Believe In The Brotherhood Of Man And The Uniqueness Of The Individual. But If You Ask Me To Prove What I Believe, I Can't. You Know Them To Be True But You Could Spend A Whole Lifetime Without Being Able To Prove Them. The Mind Can Proceed Only So Far Upon What It Knows And Can Prove. There Comes A Point Where The Mind Takes A Leap—call It Intuition Or What You Will—and Comes Out Upon A Higher Plane Of Knowledge, But Can Never Prove How It Got There. All Great Discoveries Have Involved Such A Leap.

An Evening Everyone Agrees, Is A Lost Evening.