My Wisdom Has Long Accumulated Like A

I Have Found Strength Where One Does Not Look For It: In Simple, Mild, And Pleasant People, Without The Least Desire To Rule -- And, Conversely, The Desire To Rule Has Often Appeared To Me A Sign Of Inward Weakness: They Fear Their Own Slave Soul And Shroud It In A Royal Cloak (in The End, They Still Become The Slaves Of Their Followers, Their Fame, Etc.)

I Would Believe Only In A God That Knows How To Dance.

Conversation With A Friend Will Only Bear Good Fruit Of Knowledge When Both Think Only Of The Matter Under Consideration And Forget That They Are Friends.

Our Salvation Lies Not In Knowing, But In Creating!

We Count The Courtesies Accorded Us By Unpopular People As Offenses.