When I was twelve I went hunting with my father and we shot a bird. He was laying there and something struck me. Why do we call this fun to kill this creature who was as happy as I was when I woke up this morning.
An humble knowledge of thyself is a surer way to God than a deep search after learning.
Without the way there is no going without the truth there is no knowing...
Oh how great peace and quietness would he possess who should cut off all...
He will easily be content and at peace whose conscience is pure.
Nothing is so threatening to conventional values as a man who does not...
Ignorance more frequently begets confidence than does knowledge: it is...
No thief, however skillful, can rob one of knowledge, and that is why...
