The word ‘ignorance’ comes from the Latin for not knowing. We think we’re wise when we know, stupid when we don’t. But the reverse is true. True knowing is spontaneous, not stored up.
Intelligence has no distinguishing characteristics. Ignorance is loaded with them.
The product of a quiet mind is a well-ordered life. Sanity is quiet.
That which is most true and real appears on our doorstep uninvited.
In his heart of hearts, the only thing a man wants is to give of himself, to be tipped over and poured out.
If it is unremembered and unexpected, it is true. That’s how you tell.