When There Is A Choice About It,

I Listened For The Echo, And I Heard Only Praise —

Youth Is An Unpleasant Period; For Then It Is Not Possible Or Not Prudent To Be Productive In Any Sense Whatsoever.

My Wisdom Has Long Accumulated Like A Cloud, It Becomes Stiller And Darker. So Does All Wisdom Which Shall One Day Bear Lightnings.

I Might Believe In The Redeemer If His Followers Looked More Redeemed.

Judgments, Value Judgments Concerning Life, For Or Against, Can In The Last Resort Never Be True: They Possess Value Only As Symptoms, They Come Into Consideration Only As Symptoms - In Themselves Such Judgments Are Stupidities.