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If You Want To Love You Must Serve, If You Want Freedom You Must Die.

We Assert Then That Nothing Has Been Accomplished Without Interest On The Part Of The Actors; And — If Interest Be Called Passion, Inasmuch As The Whole Individuality, To The Neglect Of All Other Actual Or Possible Interests And Claims, Is Devoted To An Object With Every Fibre Of Volition, Concentrating All Its Desires And Powers Upon It — We May Affirm Absolutely That Nothing Great In The World Has Been Accomplished Without Passion.

The Sublime In Art Is The Attempt To Express The Infinite Without Finding In The Realm Of Phenomena Any Object Which Proves Itself Fitting For This Representation.

The Ignorant Man Is Not Free, Because What Confronts Him Is An Alien World, Something Outside Him And In The Offing, On Which He Depends, Without His Having Made This Foreign World For Himself And Therefore Without Being At Home In It By Himself As In Something His Own. The Impulse Of Curiosity, The Pressure For Knowledge, From The Lowest Level Up To The Highest Rung Of Philosophical Insight Arises Only From The Struggle To Cancel This Situation Of Unfreedom And To Make The World One's Own In One's Ideas And Thought.

The State Is The Absolute Reality And The Individual Himself Has Objective Existence, Truth And Morality Only In His Capacity As A Member Of The State.