That Which Needs To Be Proved Cannot

How Do You Expect To Learn To Dance When You Have Not Even Learned To Walk! And Above The Dancer Is Still The Flyer And His Bliss.

And If Ye Cannot Be Saints Of Knowledge, Then, I Pray You, Be At Least Its Warriors. They Are The Companions And Forerunners Of Such Saintship.

All Truth Is Crooked, Time Itself Is A Circle

People Who Wish To Numb Our Caution In Dealing With Them By Means Of Flattery Are Employing A Dangerous Expedient, Like A Sleeping Draught, Which, If It Does Not Put Us To Sleep, Keeps Us All The More Awake.

One Must Still Have Chaos In Oneself To Be Able To Give Birth To A Dancing Star.