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I Am Not Only Convinced That What I Say Is False, But Also That What One Might Say Against It Is False. Despite This, One Must Begin To Talk About It. In Such A Case The Truth Lies Not In The Middle, But Rather All Around, Like A Sack, Which, With Each New Opinion One Stuffs Into It, Changes Its Form, And Becomes More And More Firm.

A Man Who Wants The Truth Becomes A Scientist; A Man Who Wants To Give Free Play To His Subjectivity May Become A Writer; But What Should A Man Do Who Wants Something In Between?

The Thoughts Of My Emotionally So Disturbed Days Must Be Found Again, Shifted And Developed Further. Here And There Something Of The Loose Remarks I Make Must Be Used, But Only When It Finds My Attention Again.

Ideology Is: Intellectual Ordering Of The Feelings; An Objective Connection Among Them That Makes The Subjective Connection Easier.

A Politician Who Climbs High Over The Bodies Of The Slain Is Described As Vile Or Great According To The Degree Of His Success.