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. ↗
War has always been the grand sagacity of every spirit which has grown too inward and too profound; its curative power lies even in the wounds one receives. ↗
When one has finished building one's house, one suddenly realizes that in the process one has learned something that one really needed to know in the worst way - before one began. ↗