“But how? Genius in the Sperm Whale? Has the Sperm Whale ever written a book, spoken a speech? No, his great genius is declared in his doing nothing particular to prove it. It is moreover declared in his pyramidical silence. (Moby Dick Chapter lxxix p345)”
“I have nothing to offer anybody, except my own confusion.”
“I know nothing except the fact of my ignorance.”
“Was he smart? No, not exceptionally. Instead, he was a genius.”
“I will do this. Nothing in my life matters except this. No moment of my life exists except this moment. I am born in this moment, and if I fail, I will die in this moment.”