Ye Shall Be Those Whose Eyes Ever

Probability But No Truth, Facility But No Freedom--it Is Owing To These Two Fruits That The Tree Of Knowledge Cannot Be Confused With The Tree Of Life.

He Who Possesseth Little Is So Much The Less Possessed. Blessed Be Moderate Poverty!

Where There Is Happiness, There Is Found Pleasure In Nonsense. The Transformation Of Experience Into Its Opposite, Of The Suitable Into The Unsuitable, The Obligatory Into The Optional (but In Such A Manner That This Process Produces No Injury And Is Only Imagined In Jest), Is A Pleasure.

Almost Two Thousand Years, And No New God!

The Beast In Us Must Be[78] Wheedled: Ethic Is Necessary, That We May Not Be Torn To Pieces.