A Soul Is But The Last Bubble

Knowledge Of What Is Possible Is The Beginning Of Happiness.

Knowledge Is Not Eating, And We Cannot Expect To Devour And Possess What We Mean. Knowledge Is Recognition Of Something Absent; It Is A Salutation, Not An Embrace.

The Soul, Too Has Her Virginity And Must Bleed A Little Before Bearing Fruit.

The Wisest Mind Has Something Yet To Learn.

Philosophers Are As Jealous As Women; Each Wants A Monopoly Of Praise.