An Individual Piece Only Has Meaning When

No Man Is A Hero To His Valet. This Is Not Because The Hero Is No Hero, But Because The Valet Is A Valet.

Not Curiosity, Not Vanity, Not The Consideration Of Expediency, Not Duty And Conscientiousness, But An Unquenchable, Unhappy Thirst That Brooks No Compromise Leads Us To Truth.

The Sole Work And Deed Of Universal Freedom Is Therefore Death, A Death Too Which Has No Inner Significance Or Filling, For What Is Negated Is The Empty Point Of The Absolutely Free Self. It Is Thus The Coldest And Meanest Of All Deaths, With No More Significance Than Cutting Off A Head Of Cabbage Or Swallowing A Mouthful Of Water.

What Experience And History Teach Is This - That Nations And Governments Have Never Learned Anything From History, Or Acted On Any Lessons They Might Have Drawn From It. Variant: What Experience And History Teach Is This - That People And Governments Never Have Learned Anything From History, Or Acted On Principles Deduced From It.

Because Of Its Concrete Content, Sense-certainty Immediately Appears As The Richest Kind Of Knowledge, Indeed A Knowledge Of Infinite Wealth For Which No Bounds Can Be Found, Either When We Reach Out Into Space And Time In Which It Is Dispersed, Or When We Take A Bit Of This Wealth, And By Division Enter Into It. Moreover, Sense-certainty Appears To Be The Truest Knowledge ... But, In The Event, This Very Certainty Proves Itself To Be The Most Abstract And Poorest Truth. All That It Says About What It Knows Is Just That It Is; And Its Truth Contains Nothing But The Sheer Being Of The Thing.