A large ocean liner was headed across the Atlantic fromPortsmouth to New York. As it neared its destination at night, a lookout onthe wing of the bridge reported, ‘Light, bearing on the starboardbow.’‘Is it steady or moving astern?’ the captain called out

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.

It is a lesson which all history teaches wise men, to puttrust in ideas, and not in circumstances.

A good listener is not someone with nothing to say. A good listener is a good talkerwith a sore throat.

We have, I fear, confused power with greatness.

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

Nothingso completely baffles one who is full of trick and duplicity himself, thanstraightforward and simple integrity in another.

Man must not check reason by tradition, but must check tradition by reason.

Ideal society is a drama enacted exclusively in the imagination

All is riddle, and the key to a riddle is another riddle.

He who gainsa victory over other men is strong; but he who gains a victory over himselfis all powerful.

Due to circumstances beyond your control, you are master of your fateand captain of your soul.