Twoprisoners whose cells adjoin communicate with each other by knocking on thewall. The wall is the thing which separates them but is also their means ofcommunication. It is the same with us and God. Every separation is a link.

They may forget what you said, but they will never forget how you made them feel.

Pleasure is by no means an infallible critical guide, but it is the least fallible.

Enthusiasm sees only the down payment.

The more faithfully you listen to the voice withhin you, the batter you will hear what is sounding outside.And only he who listens can speak.

No one is free who does not Lord over himself.

This dualityhas been reflected in classical as well as modern literature as reason versuspassion, or mind versus intuition. The split between the ‘conscious’ mind andthe ‘unconscious.’ There are moments in each of our lives when ourverbal-intellect sugges

Don'tstand by the water and long for fish; go home and weave a net.

Habit: the shackles of the free

Everyone speaks well of his heart, but no one dares to say it of his dead.

They know enough who know how to learn.

Onemight as well try to ride two horses moving in different directions, as totry to maintain in equal force two opposing or contradictory sets of desires.