What Do We Have In

My Abyss Speaks, I Have Turned My Ultimate Depth Inside Out Into The Light.

Beyond Good And Evil, Aphorism 153

Every Relationship That Does Not Raise Us Up Pulls Us Down, And Vice Versa; This Is Why Men Usually Sink Down Somewhat When They Take Wives While Women Are Usually Somewhat Raised Up. Overly Spiritual Men Require Marriage Every Bit As Much As They Resist It As Bitter Medicine.

The Grand Style Follows Suit With All Great Passion. It Disdains To Please, It Forgets To Persuade. It Commands. It Wills.

Behold! I Am Weary Of My Wisdom, Like The Bee That Has Gathered Too Much Honey; I Need Hands Outstretched To Take It From Me. I Wish To Spread It And Bestow It, Until The Wise Have Once More Become Joyous In Their Folly, And The Poor Happy In Their Riches.