Though leaves are many, the root is one.

Though leaves are many, the root is one.

William Butler Yeats

Most ignorance is vincible ignorance. We don't know because we don't want to know.

Most ignorance is vincible ignorance. We don't know because we don't want to know.

An unexciting truth may be eclipsed by a thrilling lie.

An unexciting truth may be eclipsed by a thrilling lie.

Experience is not what happens to you; it's what you do with what happens to you.

Experience is not what happens to you; it's what you do with what happens to you.

Facts do not cease to exist because they are ignored.

Facts do not cease to exist because they are ignored.

Never have so many been manipulated so much by so few.

Never have so many been manipulated so much by so few.

The deepest sin against the human mind is to believe things without evidence.

The deepest sin against the human mind is to believe things without evidence.

People will come to love their oppression, to adore the technologies that undo their capacities to think.

People will come to love their oppression, to adore the technologies that undo their capacities to think.

The only business of the head in the world is to bow a ceaseless obeisance to the heart.

The only business of the head in the world is to bow a ceaseless obeisance to the heart.

Where there is nothing, there is God.

Where there is nothing, there is God.

The worst thing about some men is that when they are not drunk they are sober.

The worst thing about some men is that when they are not drunk they are sober.

Everything in nature is resurrection.

Everything in nature is resurrection.

Hearts are not had as a gift, But hearts are earned.

Hearts are not had as a gift, But hearts are earned.

From our birthday, until we die, Is but the winking of an eye.

From our birthday, until we die, Is but the winking of an eye.

If suffering brings wisdom, I would wish to be less wise.

If suffering brings wisdom, I would wish to be less wise.

One man loved the pilgrim soul in you, And loved the sorrows of your changing face.

One man loved the pilgrim soul in you, And loved the sorrows of your changing face.

And wisdom is a butterfly And not a gloomy bird of prey.

And wisdom is a butterfly And not a gloomy bird of prey.

I believe... that our memories are part of one great memory, the memory of Nature herself.

I believe... that our memories are part of one great memory, the memory of Nature herself.

The visible world is no longer a reality and the unseen world no longer a dream.

The visible world is no longer a reality and the unseen world no longer a dream.