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If The Essence Of Cynicism Consists In Preferring Nature To Art, Virtue To Beauty And Science; In Not Bothering About The Letter Of Things -- To Which The Stoic Strictly Adheres -- But In Looking Up To The Spirit Of Things; In Absolute Contempt Of All Economic Values And Political Splendor, And In Courageous Defence Of The Rights Of Independent Freedom; Then Christianity Would Be Nothing But Universal Cynicism.

An Artist Is He Who Has His Center Within Himself. He Who Lacks This Must Choose A Particular Leader And Mediator Outside Of Himself, Not Forever, However, But Only At First. For Man Cannot Exist Without A Living Center, And If He Does Not Have It Within Himself, He May Seek It Only In A Human Being. Only A Human Being And His Center Can Stimulate And Awaken That Of Another.

Whoever Has Not Arrived At The Clear Insight That There Might Be Greatness Entirely Outside His Own Sphere For Which He Has No Understanding, Whoever Does Not Have At Least A Dim Inkling In Which Area Of The Human Spirit This Greatness Might Be Situated: He Is Within His Own Sphere Either Without Genius, Or He Has Not Educated Himself Up To The Point Of The Classical Attitude.

Every Good Man Progressively Becomes God. To Become God, To Be Man, And To Educate Oneself, Are Expressions That Are Synonymous.

We Do Not See God, But Everywhere We See Something Divine; First And Most Typically In The Center Of A Reasonable Man, In The Depth Of A Living Human Product. You Can Directly Feel And Think Nature, The Universe, But Not The Godhead. Only The Man Among Men Can Poetize And Think Divinely And Live With Religion.