[heraclitus Had] A Regal Air Of Certainty.

In Architecture The Pride Of Man, His Triumph Over Gravitation, His Will To Power, Assume A Visible Form. Architecture Is A Sort Of Oratory Of Power By Means Of Forms.

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

That Which Does Not Kill Us Makes Us Stronger.

In Every Form Of Womanly Love Something Of Motherly Love Also Comes To Light.

To Recognize Untruth As A Condition Of Life--that Certainly Means Resisting Accustomed Value Feelings In A Dangerous Way; And A Philosophy That Risks This Would By That Token Alone Place Itself Beyond Good And Evil.