I Am One Thing, My Writings Are

Christianity Is Platonism For The People.

You Shall Not Steal! You Shall Not Kill! Such Words Were Once Called Holy; Before Them People Bowrd Their Knees And Heads, And Removed Their Shoes. But I Ask You: Where Have There Ever Been Better Thieves And Killers In The World Than Such Holy Words Have Been? Is There Not In All Of Life Itself - Robbing And Killing? And When Such Words Were Called Holy, Was Not Truth Itself Thereby - Killed?

There Was At All Events One Advantage In The Choice Of This Day To My Birth; My Birthday Throughout The Whole Of My Childhood Was A Day Of Public Rejoicing.

Books And Drafts Mean Something Quite Different For Different Thinkers. One Collects In A Book The Lights He Was Able To Steal And Carry Home Swiftly Out Of The Rays Of Some Insight That Suddenly Dawned On Him, While Another Thinker Offers Us Nothing But Shadows - Images In Black And Grey Of What Had Built Up In His Soul The Day Before.

One Never Dives Into The Water To Save A Drowning Man More Eagerly Than When There Are Others Present Who Dare Not Take The Risk.