For The Purpose Of Knowledge We Must

Convictions Are Prisons.

Ah, How Little You Know Of Human Happiness - You Comfortable And Benevolent People! For Happiness And Unhappiness Are Brother And Sister - Or Even Twins Who Grow Up Together - Or In Your Case - Remain Small Together!

On The Heights It Is Warmer Than Those In The Valley Imagine.

We Ought To Fear A Man Who Hates Himself, For We Are At Risk Of Becoming Victims Of His Anger And Revenge. Let Us Then Try To Lure Him Into Self-love.

Writers Ought To Be Regarded As Wrongdoers Who Deserve To Be Acquitted Or Pardoned Only In The Rarest Cases: That Would Be A Way To Keep Books From Getting Out Of Hand.