Nothing Under The Sun Is Ever Accidental.

How Can Such Deep-imprinted Images Sleep In Us At Times, Till A Word, A Sound, Awake Them?

It Is Not The Truth That A Man Possesses, Or Believes That He Possesses, But The Earnest Effort Which He Puts Forward To Reach The Truth, Which Constitutes The Worth Of A Man

Let The Devil Catch You But By A Single Hair, And You Are His Forever.

The True Value Of Man Is Not Determined By His Possession, Supposed Or Real, Of Truth, But Rather By His Sincere Exertion To Get To The Truth. It Is Not Possession Of Truth By Which He Extends His Powers And In Which His Ever-growing Perfectability Is To Be Found. Possession Makes One Passive, Indolent And Proud. If God Were To Hold All Truth Concealed In His Right Hand, And In His Left Only The Steady And Diligent Drive For Truth, Albeit With The Proviso That I Would Always And Forever Err In The Process, And To Offer Me The Choice, I Would With All Humility Take The Left Hand.

A Single Grateful Thought Toward Heaven Is The Most Perfect Prayer.