Reality leaves a lot to the imagination.
Above all be of single aim; have a legitimate and useful purpose, and devote yourself unreservedly to it.
Real knowledge is to know the extent of one's ignorance.
The secret of life, though, is to fall seven times and to get up eight times.
What lies behind us and what lies ahead of us are tiny matters compared to what lives within us.
Those who know, do. Those that understand, teach.
What you're thinking is what you're becoming.
The trouble with most of us is that we would rather be ruined by praise than saved by criticism.
There is geometry in the humming of the strings. There is music in the spacing of the spheres.
There's no sense in being precise when you don't even know what you're talking about.
Tis very certain the desire of life prolongs it.
Those who see the invisible can do the impossible.
Out of suffering have emerged the strongest souls; the most massive characters are seared with scars.
Don't raise your voice, improve your argument.
Admiration is the daughter of ignorance.
Whatever it is you're seeking won't come in the form you're expecting.
It is tact that is golden, not silence.
In moments of great grief, thatís where you look and immerse yourself. You realise you are not immortal, you are not a god, you are part of the natural world and you come to accept that.
Your inner world has its own taste, has its own fragrance, has its own light. And it is utterly silent.
There is no question climate change is happening. The only arguable point is what part humans are playing in it.
We sometimes congratulate ourselves at the moment of waking from a troubled dream; it may be so the moment after death.