One Cannot Always Be A Hero, But

The Assault Of Our Enemies Is Not Part Of Our Life; It Is Only Part Of Our Experience; We Throw It Off And Guard Ourselves Against It As Against Frost, Storm, Rain, Hail, Or Any Other Of The External Evils Which May Be Expected To Happen.

What Must The English And French Think Of The Language Of Our Philosophers When We Germans Do Not Understand It Ourselves?

The Philosophers Must Station Themselves In The Middle.

So Dear Night The Half Of Life Is, And The Fairest Half Indeed.

It Has Been Said That Figures Rule The World. Maybe. But I Am Sure That Figures Show Us Whether It Is Being Ruled Well Or Badly.