One Has Renounced The Great Life When

Liberalism Is The Transformation Of Mankind Into Cattle.

We Think That Play And Fairytales Belong To Childhood - How Shortsighted That Is! As Though We Would Want At Any Time In Our Life To Live Without Play And Fairytales! We Give These Things Other Names, To Be Sure, And Feel Differently About Them, But Precisely This Is The Evidence That They Are The Same Things, For The Child Too Regards Play As His Work And Fairy Tales As His Truth. The Brevity Of Life Ought To Preserve Us From A Pedantic Division Of Life Into Different Stages - As Though Each Brought Something New.

Those Who Are Failures From The Start, Downtrodden, Crushed -- It Is They, The Weakest, Who Must Undermine Life Among Men, Who Call Into Question And Poison Most Dangerously Our Trust In Life, In Man, And In Ourselves.

There Is Always Some Madness In Love. But There Is Also Always Some Reason In Madness.

There Are No Facts, Only Interpretations.