Two things inspire me to awe - the starry heavens
above and the moral universe within.
Only two things are infinite, the universe
and human stupidity, and I'm not sure about the former.
The most incomprehensible thing about the universe
is that it is comprehensible.
A human being is part of a whole, called by
us the "Universe," a part limited in time and space.
He experiences himself, his thoughts and feelings, as something
separated from the rest--a kind of optical delusion of his consciousness.
This delusion is a kind of prison for us, restricting us to our
personal desires and to affection for a few persons nearest us.
Our task must be to free ourselves from this prison by widening
our circles of compassion to embrace all living creatures and
the whole of nature in its beauty.
The important thing is not to stop questioning.
Curiosity has its own reason for existing. One cannot help but
be in awe when he contemplates the mysteries of eternity, of life,
of the marvelous structure of reality. It is enough if one tries
merely to comprehend a little of this mystery every day. Never
lose a holy curiosity.
You couldn't say something boundless within
the boundaries of any language.
How often it is that the angry man rages denial
of what his inner self is telling him?
Truth suffers from too much analysis.
Power tends to isolate those who hold too much
of it. Eventually, they lose touch with reality... and fall.
Forget mystery and accept love. There's no
mystery about love. It comes from life.
We have forgotten that the word 'company' originally
meant travelling companions.
Do not be trapped by the need to achieve anything.
This way, you achieve everything.
Education is no substitute for intelligence.
That elusive quality is defined only in part by puzzle-solving
ability. It is in the creation of new puzzles reflecting what
your senses report that you round out the definitions.
Uproot your questions from their ground and
the dangling roots will be seen. More questions!
All definitions, no matter the language, should
be considered probationary.
Body jargon, hormone squirts, these begin to
get at communication.
Myths are not fiction, but history seen with
a poet's eyes and recounted in a poet's terms.