All is but a jest, all dust, all not worth two peason:
For why in man's matters is neither read more

All is but a jest, all dust, all not worth two peason:
For why in man's matters is neither rime nor reason.
[Lat., Omnia sunt risus, sunt pulvis, et omnia nil sunt:
Res hominum cunctae, nam ratione lies.]

Reason itself is fallible, and this fallibility must find a place in our logic.

Reason itself is fallible, and this fallibility must find a place in our logic.

Reason is not automatic. Those who deny it cannot be conquered by it. Do not count on them. Leave them read more

Reason is not automatic. Those who deny it cannot be conquered by it. Do not count on them. Leave them alone.

But it is not reason that governs love.
[Fr., Mais la raison n'est pas ce qui regle l'amour.]

But it is not reason that governs love.
[Fr., Mais la raison n'est pas ce qui regle l'amour.]

Reason is a supple nymph, and slippery as a fish by nature. She had as leave give her kiss to read more

Reason is a supple nymph, and slippery as a fish by nature. She had as leave give her kiss to an absurdity any day, as to syllogistic truth. The absurdity may turn out truer.

Reason obeys itself; and ignorance submits to whatever is dictated to it.

Reason obeys itself; and ignorance submits to whatever is dictated to it.

The heart has reasons that reason does not understand.

The heart has reasons that reason does not understand.

The heart has reasons that reason cannot know.

The heart has reasons that reason cannot know.

There are as many reasons for running as there are days in the year, years in my life. But mostly read more

There are as many reasons for running as there are days in the year, years in my life. But mostly I run because I am an animal and a child, an artist and a saint. So, too, are you. Find your own play, your own self-renewing compulsion, and you will become the person you are meant to be.