Neither is there a smallest part of what is small, but there is always a smaller (for it is impossible that what is should cease to be). Likewise there is always something larger than what is large.

Appearances are a glimpse of the unseen.

Men would live exceedingly quiet if these two words, mine and thine, were taken away.

All other things have a portion of everything, but Mind is infinite and self-ruled, and is mixed with nothing but is all alone by itself.

There is no smallest among the small and no largest among the large, but always something still smaller and something still larger.

Everything has a natural explanation. The moon is not a god but a great rock and the sun a hot rock.

Appearances are but a glimpse of what is hidden.

The purpose of life is the investigation of the Sun, the Moon, and the heavens.

In everything, there is a share of everything

Conclusions from observations are unreliable, only the mind can come nearer to to the truth. Thus, in some ways, philosophy is more important than science.

The sun provides the moon with its brightness.

A professional headshot in front of a bookshelf says you're an intellectual. A professional headshot peeking though a bookshelf says you're probably under a restraining order.

Ignorance is a sickness every person should avoid.. as once you are infected by it.. it becomes a morbid rotation that sometimes can be hard to escape from.

Loneliness is that feeling to understand your own Self

True intelligence does not derive from thought. True intelligence uses thought.

First of all, I never think of my characters as good or evil. I play them as honestly as I can. When you're playing a good character, you have an idea that you're playing the hero and the good guy.

As an irrigator guides water to his fields, as an archer aims an arrow, as a carpenter carves wood, the wise shape their lives.

The tide of visitors will float slowly about the bottom of the valley as harmless scum collecting in hotel and saloon eddies, leaving the rocks and falls eloquent as ever.

A mind that is conscious of its integrity scorns to say more than it means to perform.

I can feel my dreams but I can't remember them.

The oil and wine of merry meeting.