A proverb is not a proverb to you until life has illustrated it. >>
Wide sea, that one continuous murmur breeds along the pebbled shore of >>
My imagination is a monastery and I am its monk. >>
When philosophers try to be politicians they generally cease to be phi >>
The philosopher believes that the value of his philosophy lies in the >>
Plato was a bore. >>
Do not all charms fly at the mere touch of cold philosophy? There was an awful rainbow once in heaven: we know her woof, her texture; she is given in the dull catalogue of common things. Philosophy will clip an angel's wings, conquer all mysteries by rule and line, empty the haunted air, and gnome mine unweave a rainbow.