“Men that love wisdom must be acquainted with very many things indeed.”

And some men are as ignorant of what they do when awake as they are forgetful of what they do when asleep.

Bigotry is the sacred disease.

If you do not hope, you will not win that which is not hoped for, since it is unattainable and inaccessible.

Hide our ignorance as we will, an evening of wine soon reveals it.

To get everything you want is not a good thing. Disease makes health seem sweet. Hunger leads to the appreciation of being full-fed. Tiredness creates the enjoyment of resting.

The awake share a common world, but the asleep turn aside into private worlds.

When men dream, each has his own world. When they are awake, they have a common world.

It is harder to fight pleasure than to fight emotion.

Applicants for wisdom do what I have done: inquire within

All things come out of the one, and the one out of all things.

The best people renounce all for one goal, the eternal fame of mortals; but most people stuff themselves like cattle.

Justice will overtake fabricators of lies and false witnesses.

Even a soul submerged in sleep is hard at work and helps make something of the world.

The poet was a fool who wanted no conflict among us, gods or people. Harmony needs low and high, as progeny needs man and woman.

It is better to hide ignorance, but it is hard to do this when we relax over wine.

The road up and the road down is one and the same.

People have been wonderful to me in the good times and the bad, and I’ve come to believe that you do indeed reap what you sow.

Most people believe that inequality is rising – and indeed it has been rising for a while in a number of rich countries. And there is lots of talk and realization of this.

God’s creature is one. He makes man, not men. His true creature is unitary and infinite, revealing himself, indeed, in every finite form, but compromised by none.

Sorrow is not sickness-unless it becomes a permanent state of mental ill-health. The point is there are indeed stages of grief, as all the therapists tell us, but they do not obey some great unseen timetable.

Indeed there’s a woundy luck in names.

A friend that ain’t in need is a friend indeed.

Fear can indeed be the beginning of wisdom.

So long as it receives messages of beauty, hope, cheer and courage, so long are you young. When your heart is covered with the snows of pessimism and the ice of cynicism, then, and then only, are you grown old. And then, indeed as the ballad says, you just fade away