But Every Soil Becomes Finally Exhausted, And

I Love Him Who Loveth His Virtue: For Virtue Is The Will To Down-going, And An Arrow Of Longing.

The Best Weapon Against An Enemy Is Another Enemy.

He Who Does Not Desire Much More From Things Than Knowledge Of Them Easily Makes Peace With His Soul.

Even The Pluckiest Among Us Has But Seldom The Courage Of What He Really Knows.

Noble And Wise Men Once Believed In The Music Of The Spheres: Noble And Wise Men Still Continue To Believe In The "moral Significance Of Existence." But One Day Even This Sphere-music Will No Longer Be Audible To Them! They Will Wake Up And Take Note That Their Ears Were Dreaming.