It Is The Fortunate Who Should Extol

We Must Always Change, Renew, Rejuvenate Ourselves; Otherwise, We Harden.

He Who Cannot Love Must Learn To Flatter.

Mathematics Has The Completely False Reputation Of Yielding Infallible Conclusions. Its Infallibility Is Nothing But Identity. Two Times Two Is Not Four, But It Is Just Two Times Two, And That Is What We Call Four For Short. But Four Is Nothing New At All. And Thus It Goes On And On In Its Conclusions, Except That In The Higher Formulas The Identity Fades Out Of Sight.

To Every One [nature] Appears In A Form Of His Own. She Hides Herself In A Thousand Names And Terms, And Is Always The Same.

We All Of Us Live Upon The Past, And Through The Past We Are Destroyed.