It Is Our Taste That Decides Against

Whoever Has Really Sacrificed Anything, Knows That He Wanted And Got Something In Return.

Necessity Is Not An Established Fact, But An Interpretation.

Sometimes We Owe A Friend To The Lucky Circumstance That We Give Him No Cause For Envy.

Through Searching Out Origins, One Becomes A Crab. The Historian Looks Backwards, And Finally He Also Believes Backwards.

He Who Possesses Greatness Is Cruel Towards His Secondary Virtues And Considerations.