Evil Is Whatever Distracts.

Anybody Who Preserves The Ability To Recognize Beauty Will Never Get Old.

How Pathetically Scanty My Self-knowledge Is Compared With, Say, My Knowledge Of My Room. There Is No Such Thing As Observation Of The Inner World, As There Is Of The Outer World.

In Me, By Myself, Without Human Relationship, There Are No Visible Lies. The Limited Circle Is Pure.

Every Dog Has Like Me The Impulse To Question, And I Have Like Every Dog The Impulse Not To Answer.

If I Shall Exist Eternally, How Shall I Exist Tomorrow?