I am truly horrified by modern man. Such absence of feeling, such narrowness of outlook, such lack of passion and read more

I am truly horrified by modern man. Such absence of feeling, such narrowness of outlook, such lack of passion and information, such feebleness of thought.

In the last analysis, our only freedom is the freedom to discipline ourselves.

In the last analysis, our only freedom is the freedom to discipline ourselves.

And in the end it's not the years in your life that count. It's the life in your years.

And in the end it's not the years in your life that count. It's the life in your years.

I have always thought the actions of men the best interpreters of their thoughts.

I have always thought the actions of men the best interpreters of their thoughts.

Take a look at your natural river. What are you? Stop playing games with yourself. Where's your river going? Are read more

Take a look at your natural river. What are you? Stop playing games with yourself. Where's your river going? Are you riding with it? Or are you rowing against it? Don't you see that there is no effort if you're riding with your river?

We would often be sorry if our wishes were gratified.

We would often be sorry if our wishes were gratified.

Soon silence will have passed into legend. Man has turned his back on silence. Day after day he invents machines read more

Soon silence will have passed into legend. Man has turned his back on silence. Day after day he invents machines and devices that increase noise and distract humanity from the essence of life, contemplation, meditation... Tooting, howling, screeching, booming, crashing, whistling, grinding, and trilling bolster his ego. His anxiety subsides. His inhuman void spreads monstrously like a gray vegetation.

What is important in life is life, and not the result of life.

What is important in life is life, and not the result of life.

How strange is the lot of us mortals! Each of us is here for a
brief sojourn; for what read more

How strange is the lot of us mortals! Each of us is here for a
brief sojourn; for what purpose he knows not, though he senses
it. But without deeper reflection one knows from daily life that
one exists for other people.