Man Is Almost Always As

The Artist's Conception Of His Art Or The Scientist's Of His Science Is Usually As Great As His Conception Of His Own Worth Is Small.

The Surest Way Of Concealing From Others The Boundaries Of One S Own Knowledge Is Not To Overstep Them.

Of Men Eternally Dear! Happy Indeed If You Have Breathing-space From Pain: Blessed All The More If Death Should Heal You Of The Pain You Fear!

Rest Forever, Tired Heart. The Final Illusion Has Perished. The One We Believed Eternal Is Gone. Just Like That. Out The Door Desire Follows Hope. Rest Forever. Enough Throbbing. Nothing Deserves Your Attention Nor Is The Earth Worth A Sigh. Bitterness And Boredom Is Life, Nothing Else Ever, And The World Is Mud. Quiet Now. Despair For The Last Time. Fate Gives Us Dying As A Gift. Now Turn From The Hills, The Ugly Hidden Power Which Rules For The Common Evil And The Infinite Vanity Of It All.

It's Interesting To Observe That Almost All Truly Worthy Men Have Simple Manners, And That Simple Manners Are Almost Always Taken As A Sign Of Little Worth