Be A Voice Not An Echo.

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.

Joy In Looking And Comprehending Is Nature's Most Beautiful Gift.

Academic Chairs Are Many, But Wise And Noble Teachers Are Few; Lecture-rooms Are Numerous And Large, But The Number Of Young People Who Genuinely Thirst After Truth And Justice Is Small

Every Reminiscence Is Colored By The Way Things Are Today, And Therefore By A Delusive Point Of View.

To Sense That Behind Anything That Can Be Experienced There Is A Something That Our Mind Cannot Grasp And Whose Beauty And Sublimity Reaches Us Only Indirectly And As A Feeble Reflection, This Is Religiousness. In This Sense I Am Religious.