In Everything One Thing Is Impossible: Rationality.

Something Unappeased, Unappeasable, Is Within Me.

Do You Believe Then That The Sciences Would Ever Have Arisen And Become Great If There Had Not Before Hand Been Magicians, Alchemists, Astrologers And Wizards, Who Thirsted And Hungered After Abscondite And Forbidden Powers?

Whoever Feels Predestined To See And Not To Believe Will Find All Believers Too Noisy And Pushy: He Guards Against Them.

The Flame Is Not As Bright To Itself As It Is To Those It Illuminates: So Too The Sage.

I No Longer Want To Walk On Worn Soles.