I Hate Everything That Merely Instructs Me

None Are More Hopelessly Enslaved Than Those Who Falsely Believe They Are Free.

Nothing Puts Me So Completely Out Of Patience As The Utterance Of A Wretched Commonplace When I Am Talking From My Inmost Heart.

The Sea Is Flowing Ever, The Land Retains It Never.

What Must The English And French Think Of The Language Of Our Philosophers When We Germans Do Not Understand It Ourselves?

Every Beginning Is Cheerful.