In Cheerful Souls There Is No Wit.

When One Begins To Reflect On Philosophy—then Philosophy Seems To Us To Be Everything, Like God, And Love. It Is A Mystical, Highly Potent, Penetrating Idea—which Ceaselessly Drives Us Inward In All Directions. The Decision To Do Philosophy—to Seek Philosophy Is The Act Of Self-liberation—the Thrust Toward Ourselves.

Every Beloved Object Is The Center Point Of A Paradise.

Knowledge Is Only One Half. Faith Is The Other.

In Cheerful Souls There Is No Wit. Wit Shows A Disturbance Of The Equipoise.

The World Must Become Romanticized, And In That Way We Find Again Its Original Meaning For Us.