Physics is nothing but the ABC's. Nature is an equation with an unknown, a Hebrew word which is written only with consonants to which reason has to add the dots.

The thirst for vengeance was the beautiful nature which Homer imitated

Our reason arises, at the very least, from this twofold lesson of sensuous revelations and human testimonies.

A writer who is in a hurry to be understood today or tomorrow runs the danger of being misunderstood the day after tomorrow.

The farther reason looks the greater is the haze in which it loses itself.

The weakness of ourselves and of our reason makes us see flaws in beauties by making us consider everything piece by piece.

Not only the entire ability to think rests on language... but language is also the crux of the misunderstanding of reason with itself.

The product of paper and printed ink, that we commonly call the book, is one of the great visible mediators between spirit and time, and, reflecting zeitgeist, lasts as long as ore and stone.

What good to me is the festive garment of freedom when I am in a slave's smock at home?

Everything is vain and tortures the spirit instead of calming and satisfying it.

What Tarquin the Proud said in his garden with the poppy blooms was understood by the son but not by the messenger.

I want to live in a society where people are intoxicated with the joy of making things

We started out as five people whose lives just happened to cross paths. By the end of the summer we were family

I think home has become my friends and family, wherever they are.

Wine is bottled poetry.

Grief has limits, whereas apprehension has none. For we grieve only for what we know has happened, but we fear all that possibly may happen.

Practicing yoga is like tuning up your car: it allows the bode to function in accordance with what it was designed to do.

When I was twelve, the biggest name in Rock and Roll was Elvis Presley. I bought an EP, "King Creole". I hid it in the basement, but my mother found it.

I have to admit that he was not bad at combinatorial analysis - a branch, however, that even then I considered to be dried up.

We're not dropping out here, we're infiltrating and taking over.

Can it be That modesty may more betray our sense Than woman's lightness? Having waste ground enough, Shall we desire to raze the sanctuary And pitch our evils there?