“Slower, he walked along in his thoughts and asked himself: “But what is this, what you have sought to learn from teachings and from teachers, and what they, who have taught you much, were still unable to teach you?” And he found: “It was the self, the purpose and essence of which I sought to learn. It was the self, I wanted to free myself from, which I sought to overcome. But I was not able to overcome it, could only deceive it, could only flee from it, only hide from it. Truly, no thing in this world has kept my thoughts thus busy, as this my very own self, this mystery of me being alive, of me being one and being separated and isolated from all others, of me being Siddhartha! And there is no thing in this world I know less about than about me, about Siddhartha!”″ Siddhartha

So long as man remains free he strives for nothing so incessantly and so painfully as to find some one to worship. The Karamazov Brothers

“There is no other way of guarding oneself from flatterers except letting men understand that to tell you the truth does not offend you.” The Prince

Nothing can come of nothing. King Lear