Those You Cannot Teach To Fly, Teach

Ultimately, No One Can Extract From Things, Books Included, More Than He Already Knows.

Every Power Draws Its Ultimate Consequences At Every Moment.

But Say, My Brothers, What Can The Child Do That Even The Lion Could Not Do? Why Must The Preying Lion Still Become A Child? The Child Is Innocence And Forgetting, A New Beginning, A Sacred 'yes.' For The Game Of Creation, My Brothers, A Sacred 'yes' Is Needed: The Spirit Now Wills His Own Will, And He Who Had Been Lost To The World Now Conquers His Own World.

In Some Remote Corner Of The Universe, Poured Out And Glittering Among Innumerable Solar Systems, There Once Was A Star On Which Clever Animals Invented Knowledge.

Truth Is Only An Illusion We Have Forgotten Is An Illusion.