I Became An Ardent, But Never A

The Stream Of Time Sweeps Away Errors, And Leaves The Truth For The Inheritance Of Humanity.

Among The Delights Of Summer Were Picnics To The Woods.

Greatness Has Nothing To Do With Results Or With Success.

Dostoevsky Preaches The Morality Of The Pariah, The Morality Of The Slave.

[nietzsche] Attributes To Himself An Extremely Vivid And Sensitive Instinct Of Cleanliness. At The First Contact The Filth Lying At The Base Of Another's Nature Is Revealed To Him. The Unclean Are Therefore Ill At Ease Hi His Presence