Only Ideas Won By Walking

Without Music, Life Would Be A Mistake... I Would Only Believe In A God Who Knew How To Dance.

One Hears - One Does Not Seek; One Takes - One Does Not Ask Who Gives.

In Some Remote Corner Of The Universe, Poured Out And Glittering Among Innumerable Solar Systems, There Once Was A Star On Which Clever Animals Invented Knowledge.

With Sturdy Shoulders, Space Stands Opposing All Its Weight To Nothingness. Where Space Is, There Is Being.

There Is Nothing More Necessary Than Truth, And In Comparison With It Everything Else Has Only Secondary Value. This Absolute Will To Truth: What Is It? Is It The Will To Not Allow Ourselves To Be Deceived? Is It The Will Not To Deceive? One Does Not Want To Be Deceived, Under The Supposition That It Is Injurious, Dangerous, Or Fatal To Be Deceived.