A Man Can Do What He Wants,

It Is Only In The Microscope That Our Life Looks So Big.

Consciousness Is The Mere Surface Of Our Minds, Of Which, As Of The Earth, We Do Not Know The Inside, But Only The Crust.

We Can Do What We Wish, But We Can Only Wish What We Must.

Human Life Must Be Some Form Of Mistake.

Were An Asiatic To Ask Me For A Definition Of Europe, I Should Be Forced To Answer Him: It Is That Part Of The World Which Is Haunted By The Incredible Delusion That Man Was Created Out Of Nothing, And That His Present Birth Is His First Entrance Into Life.