A Woman's Pity, Which Is Talkative, Carries

Without Passions You Have No Experience Whatever.

Science Offends The Modesty Of All Real Women. It Makes Them Feel As Though It Were An Attempt To Peek Under Their Skin--or, Worseyet, Under Their Dress And Ornamentation!

We Should Not Talk About Our Friends: Otherwise We Will Talk Away The Feeling Of Friendship.

Free Will Appears Unfettered, Deliberate; It Is Boundlessly Free, Wandering, The Spirit. But Fate Is A Necessity; Unless We Believe That World History Is A Dream-error, The Unspeakable Sorrows Of Mankind Fantasies, And That We Ourselves Are But The Toys Of Our Fantasies. Fate Is The Boundless Force Of Opposition Against Free Will. Free Will Without Fate Is Just As Unthinkable As Spirit Without Reality, Good Without Evil. Only Antithesis Creates The Quality.

The State Is The Coldest Of All Cold Monsters, And Coldly It Tells Lies, And This Lie Drones On From Its Mouth: 'i, The State, Am The People'.