Simplicity is the ultimate sophistication.

Simplicity is the ultimate sophistication.

The most complex things are the simplest.

The most complex things are the simplest.

How do geese know when to fly to the sun? Who tells them the seasons? How do we, humans know read more

How do geese know when to fly to the sun? Who tells them the seasons? How do we, humans know when it is time to move on? As with the migrant birds, so surely with us, there is a voice within if only we would listen to it, that tells us certainly when to go forth into the unknown.

Instinct is a great matter. I was now a coward on instinct.

Instinct is a great matter. I was now a coward on instinct.

The simplest things are often the truest.

The simplest things are often the truest.

It's actually very difficult to make something both simple and good.

It's actually very difficult to make something both simple and good.

When thought is too weak to be simply expressed, it's clear proof that it should be rejected.

When thought is too weak to be simply expressed, it's clear proof that it should be rejected.

A fierce unrest seethes at the core
Of all existing things:
It was the eager wish to read more

A fierce unrest seethes at the core
Of all existing things:
It was the eager wish to soar
That gave the gods their wings.
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There throbs through all the worlds that are
This heart-beat not and strong,
And shaken systems, star by star,
Awake and glow in song.

Trust the instinct to the end, though you can render no reason

Trust the instinct to the end, though you can render no reason