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There Are Manifold Tones Of Mental Life, Or, In Other Words, Our Psychic Life May Be Lived At Different Heights, Now Nearer To Action, Now Further Removed From It, According To The Degree Of Our Attention To Life.

Wherever Anything Lives, There Is, Open Somewhere, A Register In Which Time Is Being Inscribed.

One Can Always Reason With Reason.

Laughter Is The Corrective Force Which Prevents Us From Becoming Cranks.

An Absolute Can Only Be Given In An Intuition, While All The Rest Has To Do With Analysis. We Call Intuition Here The Sympathy By Which One Is Transported Into The Interior Of An Object In Order To Coincide With What There Is Unique Andconsequently Inexpressible In It. Analysis, On The Contrary, Is The Operation Which Reduces The Object To Elements Already Known.