Memorizing facts and then regurgitating them into carefully crafted words is not science people. It's intellectual bulimia. Real science happens when we explore what we don't know. The first law of understanding the human brain and the mind within, is to be an explorer.

It's better not to hold your feelings inside too much and express them to a dear one freely, than to pay thousands of dollars to a psychiatrist for the same outburst of emotions later. Emotions are a bonding mechanism for humans. So, use —em, abuse —em and utilize —em.

If you take an objection in the —relative', it is intellectual rationalism. "We' don't have intellectual rationalism. "We' are abuddha (do not have intellect) in the —relative', and we are a Gnani [the enlightened one] in the —real'.

If you work on yourself intellectually, you will be able to realize your potential

A wise man loves any kind of work, be it spiritual, physical or intellectual

There are two aspects to this world; even though it is fickle, it is within principle. Through the medium of the five senses and intellectual knowledge, it appears fickle and through —Gnan' (Real Knowledge) it appears to be within principle.

Intellectuals cannot find the bottom (base) of the faith. It is not possible to do both together, to remain afloat and (also) measure the ocean depth at the same time.

Absurdity is the ecstasy of intellectualism.

How could we have developed our intellectual skills without education?

Knowledge is intellectual art.

The intellectual is constantly betrayed by his vanity. Godlike he blandly assumes that he can express everything in words; whereas the things one loves, lives, and dies for are not, in the last analysis, completely expressible in words.

An intellectual is someone whose mind watches itself.

I think that those of us who are what are called intellectuals make a terrible mistake in overvaluing the yen we have for the arts, books, etc. There is a sweet, fine quality in life that has nothing to do with this, and more and more I find myself valuing myself with those people.

Clever people seem not to feel the natural pleasure of bewilderment, and are always answering questions when the chief relish of a life is to go on asking them.

What is a highbrow? It is a man who has found something more interesting than women.

Intellectuals can tell themselves anything, sell themselves any bill of goods, which is why they were so often patsies for the ruling classes in 19th-century France and England, or 20th-century Russia and America.

I've been called many things, but never an intellectual.

An intellectual is a man who doesn't know how to park a bike.

A good reliable set of bowels is worth more to a man than any quantity of brains.

The course of every intellectual, if he pursues his journey long and unflinchingly enough, ends in the obvious, from which the non-intellectuals have never stirred.