The History Of A Man Is In

Of All Peoples The Greeks Have Dreamt The Dream Of Life Best.

I Was Oppressed With The Sensations I Then Felt; I Sunk Under The Weight Of Them.

From Inaccessible Mountain Range By Way Of Desert Untrod By Human Foot To The Ends Of The Unknown Seas, The Breath Of The Everlasting Creative Spirit Is Felt, Rejoicing Over Every Speck Of Dust That Hearkens To It And Lives.

Man Knows Himself Only Insofar As He Knows The World, Becoming Aware Of It If Only Within Himself, And Of Himself Self Only Within It. Each New Subject, Well Observed, Opens Up Within Us A New Organ Of Thought.

The Force Of A Language Does Not Consist Of Rejecting What Is Foreign But Of Swallowing It.