All our knowledge begins with the senses proceeds then to the understanding and ends with reason. There is nothing higher than reason.

To know is to know that you know nothing. That is the meaning of true knowledge.

No man can reveal to you nothing but that which already lies half-asleep in the dawning of your knowledge.

He who knows nothing is closer to the truth than he whose mind is filled with falsehoods and errors.

Serious sport has nothing to do with fair play. It is bound up with hatred jealousy boastfulness disregard of all rules and sadistic pleasure in witnessing violence. In other words it is war minus the shooting.

To jealousy nothing is more frightful than laughter.

Guard with jealous attention the public liberty. Suspect everyone who approaches that jewel. Unfortunately nothing will preserve it but downright force. Whenever you give up that force you are inevitably ruined.

God gives us intelligence to uncover the wonders of nature. Without the gift nothing is possible.

Intelligence is nothing without delight.

Nothing has caused the human race so much trouble as intelligence.

Of course I believe in aliens. I think it's very egocentric to think that there's nothing else with intelligence in the whole universe.

Undernourished intelligence becomes like the bloated belly of a starving child: swollen filled with nothing the body can use.

There is no greater evidence of superior intelligence than to be surprised at nothing.

I know that I am intelligent because I know that I know nothing.

Nothing makes one feel so strong as a call for help.

The truth is on the march and nothing will stop it.

I am deliberate and afraid of nothing.

When deeds speak words are nothing.

There is nothing stronger in the world than gentleness.

Nothing is impossible the word itself says 'I'm possible'!

His imagination conceived and bore - worlds but nothing in these worlds became alive until he discovered its true and living name. The name was the breath of life and sooner or later he invariably found it.

I think we're all a little afraid of the dark. If you lived in the country as I did there's nothing quite like country dark which was really black. And as a child your imagination runs wild.

Imagination it turns out is a great deal like reporting in your own head. Here is a paradox of fiction-writing. You are crafting something from nothing which means in one sense that none of it is true. Yet in the writing and perhaps in the reading some of a character's actions or lines are truer than others.

The question is how to bring a work of imagination out of one language that was just as taken-for-granted by the persons who used it as our language is by ourselves. Nothing strange about it.