My Small Boat

We are social creatures to the inmost centre of our being. The notion that one can begin anything at all from scratch, free from the past, or unindebted to others, could not conceivably be more wrong.

You measure a democracy by the freedom it gives its dissidents, not the freedom it gives its assimilated conformists.

Although to penetrate into the intimate mysteries of nature and thence to learn the true causes of phenomena is not allowed to us, nevertheless it can happen that a certain fictive hypothesis may suffice for explaining many phenomena.

It is not enough to be a good player, you must also play well.

Until you’ve lost your reputation, you never realize what a burden it was.

“Heaven” – is what I cannot reach!
“Heaven” – is what I cannot reach!
The Apple on the Tree -
Provided it do hopeless – hang –
That – “Heaven” is – to Me!
The Color, on the Cruising Cloud -
The interdicted Land –
Behind the Hill – the House behind -
There – Paradise – is found!
Her teasing [...]