I Do Not Believe...i Know.

You Are A Slave Of What You Need In Your Soul.

The Teacher Pretended That Algebra Was A Perfectly Natural Affair, To Be Taken For Granted, Whereas I Didn't Even Know What Numbers Were. Mathematics Classes Became Sheer Terror And Torture To Me. I Was So Intimidated By My Incomprehension That I Did Not Dare To Ask Any Questions.

The Judgment Of The Intellect Is, At Best, Only The Half Of Truth.

The Privilege Of A Lifetime Is To Become Who You Truly Are.

The Dream Is The Small Hidden Door In The Deepest And Most Intimate Sanctum Of The Soul.