The Sick Are The Greatest

An Artist Chooses His Subjects: That Is The Way He Praises.

Happiness Is The Feeling That Power Increases - That Resistance Is Being Overcome.

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.

Children From Humble Families Must Be Taught How To Command Just As Other Children Must Be Taught How To Obey.

There Is Nothing We Like To Communicate To Others As Much As The Seal Of Secrecy Together With What Lies Under It.