I Became More And More Convinced That

The Years Of Searching In The Dark For A Truth That One Feels But Cannot Express, The Intense Desire And The Alternations Of Confidence And Misgiving Until One Breaks Through To Clarity And Understanding, Are Known Only To Him Who Has Experienced Them Himself.

Am I, Or The Others Crazy?

Everyone Has Two Choices. We're Either Full Of Love... Or Full Of Fear.

Common Sense Is The Collection Of Prejudices Acquired By Age Eighteen.

Understanding Of Our Fellow Human Beings...becomes Fruitful Only When It Is Sustained By Sympathetic Feelings In Joy And Sorrow.