He Who Seeks Intelligence Lacks Intelligence.

To Discover He Is Loved In Return Ought Really To Disenchant The Lover With The Beloved.

Doing Ill To Those On Whom We Have To Make Our Power Felt; For Pain Is A Far More Sensitive Means For That Purpose Than Pleasure: Pain Always Asks Concerning The Cause, While Pleasure Is Inclined To Keep Within Itself And Not Look Backward.

To Live Is To Suffer, To Survive Is To Find Some Meaning In The Suffering.

Pity Aims Just As Little At The Pleasure Of Others As Malice At The Pain Of Others Per-se.

The Idealist Is Incorrigible: If He Is Thrown Out Of His Heaven He Makes An Ideal Of His Hell.