In A Certain State It Is Indecent

We Become Aware, However, That All Customs, Even The Hardest, Grow Pleasanter And Milder With Time, And That The Severest Way Of Life May Become A Habit And Therefore A Pleasure.

There Is Not Enough Love And Goodness In The World To Permit Giving Any Of It Away To Imaginary Beings.

These Four, However, Seek The Freedom Of Their Will At The Very Point Where They Are Most Securely Chained. It Is As If The Silkworm Sought Freedom Of Will In Spinning. What Is The Reason?

I Am Really Very, Very Tired Of Everything - More Than Tired.

Ultimately, No One Can Extract From Things, Books Included, More Than He Already Knows.