We May Be Willing To

By Despising All That Has Preceded Us, We Teach Others To Despise Ourselves.

Death Is The Greatest Evil, Because It Cuts Off Hope.

It Is Better To Desire Than To Enjoy, To Love Than To Be Loved.

The Ignorance Of The World Leaves One At The Mercy Of Its Malice.

What I Mean By Living To One's-self Is Living In The World, As In It, Not Of It: It Is As If No One Know There Was Such A Person, And You Wished No One To Know It: It Is To Be A Silent Spectator Of The Mighty Scene Of Things, Not An Object Of Attention Or Curiosity In It; To Take A Thoughtful, Anxious Interest In What Is Passing In The World, But Not To Feel The Slightest Inclination To Make Or Meddle With It.