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Nothing is poorer than a truth expressed as it was thought. Committed to writing in such cases, it is not read more
Nothing is poorer than a truth expressed as it was thought. Committed to writing in such cases, it is not even a bad photograph. Truth wants to be startled abruptly, at one stroke, from her self-immersion, whether by uproar, music or cries for help.
Your life and my life flow into each other as wave flows into wave, and unless there is peace and read more
Your life and my life flow into each other as wave flows into wave, and unless there is peace and joy and freedom for you, there can be no real peace or joy or freedom for me. To see reality--not as we expect it to be but as it is--is to see that unless we live for each other and in and through each other, we do not really live very satisfactorily; that there can really be life only where there really is, in just this sense, love.
When you want to fool the world, tell the truth.
When you want to fool the world, tell the truth.
Error always addresses the passions and prejudices; truth scorns such mean intrigue, and only addresses the understanding and the conscience.
Error always addresses the passions and prejudices; truth scorns such mean intrigue, and only addresses the understanding and the conscience.
It is unfortunate, considering that enthusiasm moves the world, that so few enthusiasts can be trusted to speak the truth.
It is unfortunate, considering that enthusiasm moves the world, that so few enthusiasts can be trusted to speak the truth.
Love is the triumph of imagination over intelligence.
Love is the triumph of imagination over intelligence.
Music is love in search of a word.
Music is love in search of a word.
Immature love says: "I love you because I need you." Mature love says: "I need you because I love you.".
Immature love says: "I love you because I need you." Mature love says: "I need you because I love you.".
O you much partial gods!
Why gave ye men affections, and not power
To govern them?
O you much partial gods!
Why gave ye men affections, and not power
To govern them?
