The man who has ceased to fear has ceased to care.
F. H. BRADLEYIt is good to know what a man is, and also what the world takes him for. But you do not understand him until you have learnt how he understands himself.
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True penitence condemns to silence. What a man is ready to recall he would be willing to repeat.
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The one self- knowledge worth having is to know one’s own mind.
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The Self has turned out to mean so many things, to mean them so ambiguously, and to be so wavering in its application, that we do not feel encouraged.
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Up to a certain point every man is what he thinks he is.
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The secret of happiness is to admire without desiring. And that is not happiness.
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The cost of a thing is what I call life which has to be exchanged for it, immediately or in the long run.
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It is good to know what a man is, and also what the world takes him for. But you do not understand him until you have learnt how he understands himself.
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But when one has ceased to have them, too often one cannot.
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Reason teaches us that what is good is good for something, and that what is good for nothing is not good at all.
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Another occupation might have been better.
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I can myself conceive of nothing else than the experienced.
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I will begin with the self-styled “Christian” party, who profess to base their morality on the New Testament. But whether it is really more Christian to follow or to ignore the teachings of the Gospels I shall not discuss.
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His mind is so open – so open that ideas simply pass through it.
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The force of the blow depends on the resistance. It is sometimes better not to struggle against temptation. Either fly or yield at once.
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My external sensations are no less private to my self than are my thoughts or my feelings. In either case my experience falls within my own circle, a circle closed on the outside… the whole world for each is peculiar and private to that soul.
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