A little wisdom is indeed possible; but this blessed security have I found in all things, that they prefer--to DANCE on the feet of chance.
A little wisdom is indeed possible; but this blessed security have I found in all things, that they prefer--to DANCE on the feet of chance.
Behold! I am weary of my wisdom, like the bee that has gathered too much honey; I need hands outstretched to take it from me. I wish to spread it and bestow it, until the wise have once more become joyous in their folly, and the poor happy in their riches.
There is more reason in your body than in your best wisdom.
Every extension of knowledge arises from making the conscious the unconscious.
Wisdom sets bounds even to knowledge.
To use the same words is not a sufficient guarantee of understanding; one must use the same words for the same genus of inward experience; ultimately one must have one's experiences in common.
It is not when truth is dirty, but when it is shallow, that the lover of knowledge is reluctant to step into its waters.
Where there is the tree of knowledge, there is always Paradise so say the most ancient and most modern serpents.
The growth of wisdom may be gauged exactly by the diminution of ill temper.
We find nothing easier than being wise, patient, superior. We drip with the oil of forbearance and sympathy, we are absurdly just, we forgive everything. For that very reason we ought to discipline ourselves a little. . .
The man of knowledge must be able not only to love his enemies but also to hate his friends.
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.
The growth of wisdom may be gauged accurately by the decline of ill-temper.
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