To Succeed, You Must First Believe You

What A Strange Machine Man Is! You Fill Him With Bread, Wine, Fish, And Radishes, And Out Comes Sighs, Laughter, And Dreams.

All The Political, Social, And Economic Improvements, All The Technical Progress Cannot Have Any Regenerating Significance, So Long As Our Inner Life Remains As It Is At Present. The More The Intelligence Unveils And Violates The Secrets Of Nature, The More The Danger Increases And The Heart Shrinks.

God Sends Rain, But He Also Sends Hoods; And When The Rain Grows Heavier, He Sends A Cave.

Two Equally Steep And Bold Paths May Lead To The Same Peak. To Act As If Death Did Not Exist, Or To Act Thinking Every Minute Of Death, Is Perhaps The Same Thing.

The Human Soul Is Heavy, Clumsy, Held In The Mud Of The Flesh. Its Perceptions Are Still Coarse And Brutish. It Can Divine Nothing Clearly, Nothing With Certainty.