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Death Is Not An Evil, Because It Frees Us From All Evils, And While It Takes Away Good Things, It Takes Away Also The Desire For Them. Old Age Is The Supreme Evil, Because It Deprives Us Of All Pleasures, Leaving Us Only The Appetite For Them, And It Brings With It All Sufferings. Nevertheless, We Fear Death, And We Desire Old Age.

He Who Has The Courage To Laugh Is Almost As Much A Master Of The World As He Who Is Ready To Die.

We Remember Childhood As The Fabulous Years Of Our Lives, And Nations Remember Their Childhood As Fabulous Years.

The Most Solid Pleasure In This Life Is The Empty Pleasure Of Illusion.

He Who Travels Much Has This Advantage Over Others – That The Things He Remembers Soon Become Remote, So That In A Short Time They Acquire The Vague And Poetical Quality Which Is Only Given To Other Things By Time. He Who Has Not Traveled At All Has This Disadvantage – That All His Memories Are Of Things Present Somewhere, Since The Places With Which All His Memories Are Concerned Are Present.