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Wind Is The Loving Wooer Of Waters; Wind Blends Together Billows All-foaming. Spirit Of Man, Thou Art Like Unto Water! Fortune Of Man, Thou Art Like Unto Wind!

The History Of Knowledge Is A Great Fugue In Which The Voices Of The Nations One After The Other Emerge.

Some Of Our Weaknesses Are Born In Us, Others Are The Result Of Education; It Is A Question Which Of The Two Gives Us Most Trouble.

There Are But Few Who Have Ideas And Are, At The Same Time, Capable Of Action. Ideas Enlarge But Stymie, Action Enlivens But Confines.

One Never Learns To Understand Truly Anything But What One Loves.