All the great things have been denied and we live in an intricacy of n >>
Thought is an infection. In the case of certain thoughts, it becomes a >>
If some really acute observer made as much of egotism as Freud has mad >>
The mind loves the unknown. It loves images whose meaning is unknown, >>
You ask what is the use of classification, arrangement, systemization? >>
There is nothing that man fears more than the touch of the unknown. He >>
It is the unknown that excites the ardor of scholars, who, in the known alone, would shrivel up with boredom.