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Poor Is The Power Of The Lead That Becomes Bullets Compared To The Power Of The Hot Metal That Becomes Types.

We Need Only Think Of The Number Of Talented Men Who Sooner Or Later Make Their Apologies And Concessions To Philistinism, So As To Be Permitted To Exist.

Among The Delights Of Summer Were Picnics To The Woods.

Why You Exist, Says Nietzsche With Søren Kierkegaard, Nobody In The World Can Tell You In Advance; But Since You Do Exist, Try To Give Your Existence A Meaning By Setting Up For Yourself As Lofty And Noble A Goal As You Can.

That A Literature In Our Time Is Living Is Shown In That Way That It Debates Problems.