All Words Are Prejudices.

Art Depends Upon The Inexactitude Of Sight.

Those Who Know That They Are Profound Strive For Clarity. Those Who Would Like To Seem Profound To The Crowd Strive For Obscurity. For The Crowd Believes That If It Cannot See To The Bottom Of Something It Must Be Profound. It Is So Timid And Dislikes Going Into The Water.

A Thought, Even A Possibility, Can Shatter And Transform Us.

Illness Is A Clumsy Attempt To Arrive At Health: We Must Come To Nature's Aid With Intellect.

The Really Royal Calling Of The Philosopher (as Expressed By Alcuin The Anglo-saxon): To Correct What Is Wrong, And Strengthen The Right, And Raise What Is Holy.