The hour of departure has arrived, and we go our ways. I to die, and you to live. Which is better God only knows.
I think it is a mistake to judge science by Nobel Prizes.
The test of a first rate intelligence is the ability to hold two opposed ideas in the mind at the same time, and still retain the ability to function.
Study without desire spoils the memory, and it retains nothing that it takes in.
Anger is a wind which blows out the lamp of the mind.
Prayers without accordant action are silent lies told to oneself, heard by no God, amounting to nothing. Action is the language of truth, the prayers of the Saints.
I mean, you could claim that anything’s real if the only basis for believing in it is that nobody’s proved it doesn’t exist!
A concept is a brick. It can be used to build a courthouse of reason. Or it can be thrown through the window.
To such a world of conflict, a world of victims, and executions, it is the job of thinking people not to be on the side of the executioners.
I would rather have questions that can’t be answered than answers which can’t be questioned.