Science Rushes Headlong, Without Selectivity, Without "taste,"

It Is Not Enough To Prove Something, One Also Has To Seduce Or Elevate People To It. That Is Why The Man Of Knowledge Should Learns How To Speak His Wisdom: And Often In Such A Way That It Sounds Like Folly!

Without Passions You Have No Experience Whatever.

In Pain There Is As Much Wisdom As In Pleasure: Like The Latter It Is One Of The Best Self Preservatives Of A Species.

It Is, Indeed, A Fact That, In The Midst Of Society And Sociability Every Evil Inclination Has To Place Itself Under Such Great Restraint, Don So Many Masks, Lay Itself So Often On The Procrustean Bed Of Virtue, That One Could Well Speak Of A Martyrdom Of The Evil Man. In Solitude All This Falls Away. He Who Is Evil Is At His Most Evil In Solitude: Which Is Where He Is At His Best - And Thus To The Eye Of Him Who Sees Everywhere Only A Spectacle Also At His Most Beautiful.

What The Sense Feeleth, What The Spirit Discerneth, Hath Never Its End In Itself. But Sense And Spirit Would Fain Persuade Thee That They Are The End Of All Things: So Vain Are They.