What We Do Is Never Understood, But

Your God Is Dead And Only The Ignorant Weep. And If You Claim There Is A Hell, Then We Shall Meet There!

The Finest And Healthiest Thing About Science Is, As In The Mountains, The Brisk Air Blowing Around In It.--the Spiritually Delicate (such As Artists) Shun And Slander Science Owing To This Air.

One Repays A Teacher Badly If One Always Remains Nothing But A Pupil.

All Mankind Is Divided, As It Was At All Times And Is Still, Into Slaves And Freemen.

The Complete Irresponsibility Of Man For His Actions And His Nature Is The Bitterest Drop Which He Who Understands Must Swallow.