Tears Have Cleansed My Eyes, And Errors

Your Freedom When It Loses Its Fetters Becomes Itself The Fetter Of A Greater Freedom.

When You Are Sorrowful, Look Again.

Sayings Remain Meaningless Until They Are Embodied In Habits.

Reason Is Not Like The Goods Sold In The Market Places--the More Plentiful They Are, The Less They Are Worth. Reason's Worth Waxes With Her Abundance. But Were She Sold In The Market, It Is Only The Wise Man Who Would Understand Her True Value.

No Man Can Reveal To You Nothing But That Which Already Lies Half-asleep In The Dawning Of Your Knowledge.