Happy Is The Man Who Is Nothing.

Can Thought Be Silent?

Intelligence Is Not Discernment And Judgment Or Critical Evaluation.

It Does Not In The Least Concern Me Whether I Shall Have At The End Of My Life Thirty People Who Understand Or Three Hundred. I Am Like An Artist Who Paints A Picture Because He Must, Otherwise He Is Unhappy - Not Unhappy, But He Must Obey That Creative Impulse.

Be A Light Unto Oneself

To Understand Life Is To Understand Ourselves, And That Is Both The Beginning And The End Of Education.