As a man thinketh in his heart, so is he.
Pure mathematics is, in its way, the poetry of logical ideas.
To free us from the expectations of others, to give us back to ourselves there lies the great, singular power of self-respect.
Reality is merely an illusion, albeit a very persistent one.
Your worst enemy cannot harm you as much as your own unguarded thoughts
Not even a million fights could make me hate you.
As a man thinketh in his heart, so is he.
Pure mathematics is, in its way, the poetry of logical ideas.
To free us from the expectations of others, to give us back to ourselves there lies the great, singular power of self-respect.
Reality is merely an illusion, albeit a very persistent one.
Your worst enemy cannot harm you as much as your own unguarded thoughts
Not even a million fights could make me hate you.