I Shall Repeat A Hundred Times; We

The Inability To Lie Is Far From The Love Of Truth.

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

In Constructing Concepts, We Overlook The Fact That No Two Things Are The Same. There Is No Such Thing As The Concept Of A Leaf, Only Billions And Billions Of Leaves.

In Every Philosophical School, Three Thinkers Succeed One Another In The Following Way: The First Produces Out Of Himself The Sapand Seed, The Second Draws It Out Into Threads And Spins A Synthetic Web, And The Third Waits In This Web For The Sacrificial Victims That Are Caught In It--and Tries To Live Off Philosophy.

He Who Recites Dramatic Works Makes Discoveries About His Own Character.