The Study Of Law Left Me Unsatisfied,

When In Our Isolation We See Our Lives Seeping Away As A Mere Succession Of Moments, Tossed Meaninglessly About By Accidents And Overwhelming Events; When We Contemplate A History That Seems To Be At An End, Leaving Only Chaos Behind It, Then We Are Impelled To Raise Ourselves Above History.

Even Scientific Knowledge, If There Is Anything To It, Is Not A Random Observation Of Random Objects; For The Critical Objectivity Of Significant Knowledge Is Attained As A Practice Only Philosophically In Inner Action.

Only Then, Approaching My Fortieth Birthday, I Made Philosophy My Life's Work.

Man Is Always Something More Than What He Knows Of Himself. He Is Not What He Is Simply Once And For All, But Is A Process; He Is Not Merely An Extant Life, But Is, Within That Life, Endowed With Possibilities Through The Freedom He Possesses To Make Of Himself What He Will By The Activities On Which He Decides.

I Began The Study Of Medicine, Impelled By A Desire For Knowledge Of Facts And Of Man. The Resolution To Do Disciplined Work Tied Me To Both Laboratory And Clinic For A Long Time To Come.