Philosophy Finds Itself To Be No Longer

[f]or Academic Men To Be Happy, The Universe Would Have To Take Shape. All Of Philosophy Has No Other Goal: It Is A Matter Of Giving A Frock Coat To What Is, A Mathematical Frock Coat. On The Other Hand, Affirming That The Universe Resembles Nothing And Is Only Formless Amounts To Saying That The Universe Is Something Like A Spider Or Spit.

Sanity Is The Lot Of Those Who Are Most Obtuse, For Lucidity Destroys One's Equilibrium: It Is Unhealthy To Honestly Endure The Labors Of The Mind Which Incessantly Contradict What They Have Just Established.

Crime Is A Fact Of The Human Species, A Fact Of That Species Alone, But It Is Above All The Secret Aspect, Impenetrable And Hidden. Crime Hides, And By Far The Most Terrifying Things Are Those Which Elude Us.

Humanity-attached-to-the-task-of-changing-the-world, Which Is Only A Single And Fragmentary Aspect Of Humanity, Will Itself Be Changed In Humanity-as-entirety.

An Intention That Rejects What Has No Meaning In Fact Is A Rejection Of The Entirety Of Being.