One has to endure betrayal and disloyalty and, hardest of all , another person's excellence of character or intellect

Time is a purgatory that has cleansed all fury from my memories.

And yet, sometimes facts are no more than pitiful consequences, because guilt does not reside in our acts but in the intentions that give rise to our act. Everything turns on our intentions.

Whether life finds us guilty or not guilty, we ourselves know we are not innocent.

There is no pain like the pain of knowing you love someone but cannot live with them.

I have started to think that the great, decisive moments that broadly govern our lives are far less conscious at the time than they seem later when we are reminiscing and taking stock.

London is a huge, stony desert: even boredom feels endless there.

Is disinterest not the essence of every human relationship?

Everything your students need to know about philosophy communicated in a way that appeals to them, as well as inspire many of them to the study of philosophy.

I returned from the West, and brought home in my nostrils and nerves that benumbing lethargy, imprudent hostility, and arrogant superiority with which the West viewed the fate of Eastern Europe.

Evidently one endures anything, provided one has a goal.

Secrecy begets tyranny.

Pride is no respecter of persons. The serious thinkers may be humble, and the careless mystics may be arrogant.

Don't kiss me if you're afraid of thunder. My life is a storm.

Time ... is the life of the soul.

The dignity of truth is lost with much protesting.

September is the other January.

My experience on this planet is that if you treat people with respect, they tend to treat you with respect.

Two people see each across a room or their skin brushes. Their souls recognize the person as their own. It doesn't need time to figure it. The soul always knows... whether it's right or wrong.

The distinguishing sign of slavery is to have a price, and to be bought for it.

Whence come I and whither go I? That is the great unfathomable question, the same for every one of us. Science has no answer to it.