Plato Was A Bore.

There Are The Spiritually Consumptive Ones: Hardly Are They Born When They Begin To Die, And Long For Doctrines Of Lassitude And Renunciation.

If A Man Wishes To Rid Himself Of A Feeling Of Unbearable Oppression, He May Have To Take Hashish.

I Go In Solitude, So As Not To Drink Out Of Everybody's Cistern. When I Am Among The Many I Live As The Many Do, And I Do Not Think I Really Think; After A Time It Always Seems As If They Want To Banish Myself From Myself And Rob Me Of My Soul.

A Philosophical Mythology Lies Concealed In Language, Which Breaks Out Again At Every Moment, No Matter How Cautious We May Be.

I Love Him Who Loveth His Virtue: For Virtue Is The Will To Down-going, And An Arrow Of Longing.