In Duty The Individual Acquires His Substantive

War Is Progress, Peace Is Stagnation.

The Heart-throb For The Welfare Of Humanity Therefore Passes Into The Ravings Of An Insane Self-conceit, Into The Fury Of Consciousness To Preserve Itself From Destruction; And It Does This By Expelling From Itself The Perversion Which It Is Itself, And By Striving To Look On It And Express It As Something Else.

When Individuals And Nations Have Once Got In Their Heads The Abstract Concept Of Full-blown Liberty, There Is Nothing Like It In Its Uncontrollable Strength.

Whatever Happens, Every Individual Is A Child Of His Time; So Philosophy Too Is Its Own Time Apprehended In Thoughts. It Is Just As Absurd To Fancy That A Philosophy Can Transcend Its Contemporary World As It Is To Fancy That An Individual Can Overleap His Own Age, Jump Over Rhodes.

It Is A Matter Of Perfect Indifference Where A Thing Originated; The Only Question Is: Is It True In And For Itself?