A man should learn to detect and watch that gleam of light which flashes across his mind from within more than the luster of the firmament of bards and sages.

Most people are on the world, not in it—have no conscious sympathy or relationship to anything about them—undiffused, separate, and rigidly alone like marbles of polished stone, touching but separate.

Until you make the unconscious conscious, it will direct your life and you will call it fate.

Ignorance never settle a question.

There will be, in the next generation or so, a pharmacological method of making people love their servitude, and producing dictatorship without tears, so to speak, producing a kind of painless concentration camp for entire societies, so that people will in fact have their liberties taken away from them, but will rather enjoy it, because they will be distracted from any desire to rebel by propaganda or brainwashing, or brainwashing enhanced by pharmacological methods. And this seems to be the final revolution.

The charges we bring against others often come home to ourselves; we inveigh against our faults which are as much ours as theirs; and so our eloquence ends by tellings against ourselves.

There are only two kinds of people, those who accept dogmas and know it, and those who accept dogmas and don't know it.

To fly as fast as thought, you must begin by knowing that you have already arrived.

You write in order to change the world…the world changes according to the way people see it, and if you alter, even but a millimetre the way people look at reality, then you change it.

The true worth is not to be found in man himself, but in the colors and texture that come alive in others.

Esteem to your higher self.

At the center of your being you are the answer. You know who you are, and you know what you want.

I’m fascinated with myself and love hearing the sound of my own voice. I’d like to hear what I have to say. A lot of people don’t like being alone because they truly don’t like themselves, but I love me.

Feelings come and go like clouds in a windy sky. Conscious breathing is my anchor.

I define love thus: The will to extend one's self for the purpose of nurturing one's own or another's spiritual growth.

He who has so little knowledge of human natures as to seek happiness by changing anything but his own disposition will waste his life in fruitless efforts.

What the superior man seeks is in himself. What the small man seeks is in others.

I refuse to accept the idea that the “isness” of man’s present nature makes him morally incapable of reaching up for the “oughtness” that forever confronts him.