Mozart, The Last Chord Of A Centuries-old

School Has No Task More Important Than To Teach Strict Thought, Cautious Judgment, And Logical Conclusions, Hence It Must Pay No Attention To What Hinders These Operations, Such As Religion, For Instance.

When We Are Tired, We Are Attacked By Ideas We Conquered Long Ago.

All Human Life Is Sunk Deep In Untruth; The Individual Cannot Pull It Out Of This Well Without Growing Profoundly Annoyed With His Entire Past, Without Finding His Present Motives (like Honor) Senseless, And Without Opposing Scorn And Disdain To The Passions That Urge One On To The Future And To The Happiness In It.

What We Do Is Never Understood, But Always Merely Praised Or Blamed.

I Too Have Been In The Underworld, As Was Odysseus, And I Will Often Be There Again; Not Only Sheep Have I Sacrificed So As To Beable To Speak With A Few Dead Souls, But Neither Have I Spared My Own Blood As Well.