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We Believe That We Know Something About The Things Themselves When We Speak Of Trees, Colors, Snow, And Flowers; And Yet We Possess Nothing But Metaphors For Things - Metaphors Which Correspond In No Way To The Original Entities.

Your Educators Can Only Be Your Liberators.

Every Master Has But One Disciple, And That One Becomes Unfaithful To Him, For He Too Is Destined For Master-ship.

We Attack Not Only To Hurt Someone, To Defeat Him, But Perhaps Also Simply To Become Conscious Of Our Own Strength.

Marriage Marks The End Of Many Short Follies - Being One Long Stupidity.