Life Has Taught Me To Think, But

We Think The Purpose Of A Child Is To Grow Up Because It Does Grow Up. But Its Purpose Is To Play, To Enjoy Itself, To Be A Child. If We Merely Look To The End Of The Process, The Purpose Of Life Is Death

One Must Open Men's Eyes, Not Tear Them Out.

[t]he Departing World Leaves Behind... Not An Heir, But A Pregnant Widow.

History Is The Autobiography Of A Madman.

We Have Wasted Our Spirit In The Regions Of The Abstract And General Just As The Monks Let It Wither In The World Of Prayer And Contemplation.