Sorrow is knowledge those that know the most must mourn the deepest the tree of knowledge is not the tree of life.

I think I have a duty as a recovering guy to help to make my knowledge of what I went through accessible.

Knowledge is power.

Compassion is sometimes the fatal capacity for feeling what it is like to live inside somebody else's skin. It is the knowledge that there can never really be any peace and joy for me until there is peace and joy finally for you too.

What we want is to see the child in pursuit of knowledge and not knowledge in pursuit of the child.

Three passions simple but overwhelmingly strong have governed my life: the longing for love the search for knowledge and unbearable pity for the suffering of mankind.

Where is the Life we have lost in living? Where is the wisdom we have lost in knowledge? Where is the knowledge we have lost in information?

Ignorance more frequently begets confidence than does knowledge: it is those who know little and not those who know much who so positively assert that this or that problem will never be solved by science.

In a battle all you need to make you fight is a little hot blood and the knowledge that it's more dangerous to lose than to win.

There is one quality which one must possess to win and that is definiteness of purpose the knowledge of what one wants and a burning desire to possess it.

The recipe for perpetual ignorance is: Be satisfied with your opinions and content with your knowledge.

Our treasure lies in the beehive of our knowledge. We are perpetually on the way thither being by nature winged insects and honey gatherers of the mind.

Those who have knowledge don't predict. Those who predict don't have knowledge.

Knowledge cultivates your seeds and does not sow in your seeds.

The saddest aspect of life right now is that science gathers knowledge faster than society gathers wisdom.

The one exclusive sign of thorough knowledge is the power of teaching.

All men by nature desire knowledge.

Knowledge of the self is the mother of all knowledge. So it is incumbent on me to know my self to know it completely to know its minutiae its characteristics its subtleties and its very atoms.

The doorstep to the temple of wisdom is a knowledge of our own ignorance.

The greater our knowledge increases the more our ignorance unfolds.

Knowledge speaks but wisdom listens.

True knowledge exists in knowing that you know nothing.

The man of knowledge must be able not only to love his enemies but also to hate his friends.

Carry out a random act of kindness with no expectation of reward safe in the knowledge that one day someone might do the same for you.