There is only one heroism in the world: to see the world as it is, and to love it.
No one ever reads a book. He reads himself through books.
There is no joy other than the joy of creating. There is no man who is truly alive other than one who is creating. All others are just shadows on the earth with nothing to do with being alive. The joy of living, whether it is love or action, is the joy of creating.
Most men are essentially dead by thirty.
It is the artist's business to create sunshine when the sun fails.
To understand everything is to hate nothing.
Any man who is really a man must learn to be alone in the midst of others, to think alone for others, and, if necessary, against others.
Discussion is impossible with someone who claims not to seek the truth, but already to possess it.
A hero is a man who does what he can.
The friend who understands you, creates you.
One makes mistakes; that is life. But it is never a mistake to have loved.
Everyone, deep down within, carries a small cemetery of those he has loved.
Be reverent before the dawning day. Do not think of what will be in a year, or in ten years. Think of to-day.
Passion is like genius: a miracle.
To a man whose mind is free there is something even more intolerable in the sufferings of animals than in the sufferings of man. For with the latter it is at least admitted that suffering is evil and that the man who causes it is a criminal. But thousands of animals are uselessly butchered every day without a shadow of remorse. If any man were to refer to it, he would be thought ridiculous. And that is the unpardonable crime.
If there is one place on the face of earth where all the dreams of living men have found a home from the very earliest days when man began the dream of existence, it is India.
There are some dead who are more alive than the living.
If a man is to shed the light of the sun upon other men, he must first of all have it within himself.
I know at last what distinguishes man from animals; financial worries.
I find war detestable but those who praise it without participating in it even more so.
Every race, every art has its hypocrisy. The world is fed with a little truth and many lies.
Each man must learn his own ideal and try to accomplish it: that is a surer way of progress than to take the ideas of another.
The greatest human ideal is the great cause of bringing together the thoughts of Europe and Asia; the great soul of India will topple our world.
Let us seek truth everywhere; let us cull it wherever we can find its blossom or its SEED. Having Found the seed, let us scatter it to the winds of heaven. Where ever it may blow, it will germinate. There is no lack in this wide universe of souls that will form the new ground.
The artist is the compass which, through the raging of the storm, points steadily to the north.
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