Man Is A Rope, Tied Between Beast

And So, Onwards... Along A Path Of Wisdom, With A Hearty Tread, A Hearty Confidence.. However You May Be, Be Your Own Source Of Experience. Throw Off Your Discontent About Your Nature. Forgive Yourself Your Own Self. You Have It In Your Power To Merge Everything You Have Lived Through- False Starts, Errors, Delusions, Passions, Your Loves And Your Hopes- Into Your Goal, With Nothing Left Over.

After Buddha Was Dead, His Shadow Was Still Shown For Centuries In A Cave.

Among Austere Men Intimacy Involves Shame--and Is Something Precious.

Over Immense Periods Of Time The Intellect Produced Nothing But Errors. A Few Of These Proved To Be Useful And Helped To Preserve The Species: Those Who Hit Upon Or Inherited These Had Better Luck In Their Struggle For Themselves And Their Progeny. Such Erroneous Articles Of Faith... Include The Following: That There Are Things, Substances, Bodies; That A Thing Is What It Appears To Be; That Our Will Is Free; That What Is Good For Me Is Also Good In Itself.

Nothing Is Beautiful, Only Man: On This Piece Of Naivete Rests All Aesthetics, It Is The First Truth Of Aesthetics. Let Us Immediately Add Its Second: Nothing Is Ugly But Degenerate Man - The Domain Of Aesthetic Judgment Is Therewith Defined.