Necessity Is The Mother Of

He Who Joyfully Marches To Music In Rank And File Has Already Earned My Contempt. He Has Been Given A Large Brain By Mistake, Since For Him The Spinal Cord Would Suffice.

Nothing Truly Valuable Arises From Ambition Or From A Mere Sense Of Duty; It Stems Rather From Love And Devotion Towards Men And Towards Objective Things.

It Is Difficult To Say What Truth Is, But Sometimes It Is So Easy To Recognize A Falsehood.

If We Think Of The Field As Being Removed, There Is No 'space' Which Remains, Since Space Does Not Have An Independent Existence.

The Years Of Anxious Searching In The Dark, With Their Intense Longing, Their Alternations Of Confidence And Exhaustion And The Final Emergence Into The Light -- Only Those Who Have Experienced It Can Understand It.