What an intelligence he has, and the icing on cake is, his intelligence doubt itself.

One cannot say with certainty that whether beauty, strength or intelligence, is boon or bane, until one analyze that endowments on one’s deathbed.

An intelligent man is not interested in knowing what the people are up to, but what the God is up to, because on a stage of world, it is puppeteer that calls the shots.

To please the men, you have to become something: to please the God, you just have to be yourself.

The fool tries to control outer circumstances, while ignoring the inner ones; the wise tries to control inner circumstance at the expense of outer ones; but the wisest knows that there is not difference between inner and outer circumstances, so he acts on both.

The problem with him is, he has blind faith in a philosopher, who said, don’t have faith in anything unless you experienced it.