No Skill Or Art Is Needed To

Nothing Is Good For A Nation But That Which Arises From Its Own Core And Its Own General Wants, Without Apish Imitation Of Another.

The Man Who Masters Himself Is Delivered From The Force That Binds All Creatures.

Whatever We Think Out, Whatever We Take In Hand To Do, Should Be Perfectly And Finally Finished, That The World, If It Must Alter, Will Only Have To Spoil It; We Have Then Nothing To Do But Unite The Severed, To Recollect And Restore The Dismembered.

Say What We May Of The Inadequacy Of Translation, Yet The Work Is And Will Always Be One Of The Weightiest And Worthiest Undertakings In The General Concerns Of The World.

Man Knows Himself Only Insofar As He Knows The World, Becoming Aware Of It If Only Within Himself, And Of Himself Self Only Within It. Each New Subject, Well Observed, Opens Up Within Us A New Organ Of Thought.