... That may appear as the truth to one personwill often appear as untruth to another person. But that need not worry theseeker. Where there is honest effort, it will be realized that what appearedto be different truths are like the countless and apparen

Nogarden is without its weeds.

We often pardon those who bore us, we cannot pardon those whom we bore.

No one is free who does not Lord over himself.

We cannot all be great but we can always attach ourselves to something that is great.

Thedays are too short even for love; how can there be enough time for quarreling?

They know enough who know how to learn.

Melancholy is the joy of being said.

It seemedrather incongruous that in a society of super sophisticated communication, weoften suffer from a shortage of listeners.

The liberty of the individual must be thus far limited: He must not make himself a nuisance to other people.

If you climb up a tree, you must climb down the same tree.

We owealmost all our knowledge not to those who have agreed but to those who havediffered.