We No Longer Love Our Knowledge Enough

One Has To Take A Somewhat Bold And Dangerous Line With This Existence: Especially As, Whatever Happens, We Are Bound To Lose It.

Remorse.-- Never Yield To Remorse, But At Once Tell Yourself: Remorse Would Simply Mean Adding To The First Act Of Stupidity A Second.

Good Writers Have Two Things In Common: They Prefer To Be Understood Rather Than Admired; And They Do Not Write For Knowing And Over-acute Readers.

The Priest Knows, As Every One Knows, That There Is No Longer Any "god," Or Any "sinner," Or Any "saviour" That "free Will" And The "moral Order Of The World" Are Lies : Serious Reflection, The Profound Self Conquest Of The Spirit, Allow No Man To Pretend That He Does Not Know It.

At Every Step One Has To Wrestle For Truth; One Has To Surrender For It Almost Everything To Which The Heart, To Which Our Love, Our Trust In Life, Cling Otherwise. That Requires Greatness Of Soul: The Service Of Truth Is The Hardest Service. What Does It Mean, After All, To Have Integrity In Matters Of The Spirit? That One Is Severe Against One's Heart...that One Makes Of Every Yes And No A Matter Of Conscience.