It Is Difficult To Live

Good Deeds Shun The Light As Anxiously As Evil Deeds: The Latter Fear That Disclosure Will Bring On Pain (as Punishment), While The Former Fear That Disclosure Will Take Away Pleasure (that Pure Pleasure, That Pleasure Per Se, Which Immediately Ceases Once The Vanity's Satisfaction Is Added).

The Child Is Innocence And Forgetting, A New Beginning, A Game, A Wheel Rolling On Its Own, A Prime Movement, A Sacred Yes.

Our Faith In Others Betrays That We Would Rather Have Faith In Ourselves. Our Longing For A Friend Is Our Betrayer. And Often With Our Love We Want Merely To Overcome Envy. And Often We Attack And Make Ourselves Enemies, To Conceal That We Are Vulnerable.

In The Beautiful, Man Sets Himself Up As The Standard Of Perfection; In Select Cases He Worships Himself In It. Man Believes That The World Itself Is Filled With Beauty -he Forgets That It Is He Who Has Created It. He Alone Has Bestowed Beauty Upon The World -alas! Only A Very Human, An All Too Human, Beauty.

There Cannot Be A God Because If There Were One, I Could Not Believe That I Was Not He.