Life Is At An End

The Wheel And The Brake Have Different Duties, But Also One In Common: To Hurt One Another.

Assuming That He Believes At All, The Everyday Christian Is A Pitiful Figure, A Man Who Really Cannot Count Up To Three, And Who Besides, Precisely Because Of His Mental Incompetence, Would Not Deserve Such A Punishment As Christianity Promises Him.

Solitude Makes Us Tougher Towards Ourselves And Tenderer Towards Others. In Both Ways It Improves Our Character.

The Surest Sign That Two People No Longer Speak The Same Language Is That Both Say Ironic Things To One Another But That Neither Senses The Irony.

And If Ye Cannot Be Saints Of Knowledge, Then, I Pray You, Be At Least Its Warriors. They Are The Companions And Forerunners Of Such Saintship.