Analysis kills spontaneity.The grain once ground to floor,springs and germinates no more.

Only hethat has traveled the road knows where the holes are deep.

If you can find a path with no obstacles, it probably doesn't leads anywhere.

Thetorment of human frustration, whatever its immediate cause,is the knowledge that the self is in prison, its vital force and ‘mangledmind’ leaking away in lonely, wasteful self-conflict.

Silenceis as full of potential wisdom and wit as the unshownmarble of great sculpture. The silent bear no witness against themselves.

Saying nothing... sometimes says the most.

Thetruth is that our finest moments are most likely to occur when we are feelingdeeply uncomfortable, unhappy, or unfulfilled. For it is only in suchmoments, propelled by our discomfort, that we are likely to step out of ourruts and start searching for di

The loftierthe building the deeper the foundation must be.

The function of genius is to furnish cretins with ideas twenty year later.

Soremarkably perverse is the nature of man that he despises those that court himand admires whoever will not bend before him.

If Ishould ever be captured, I want no negotiation—andif I should request a negotiation from captivity they should consider that asign of duress.

Ashes fly back into the face of him who throws them.