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When I Consider The Narrow Limits Within Which Our Active And Inquiring Faculties Are Confined; When I See How All Our Energies Are Wasted In Providing For Mere Necessities, Which Again Have No Further End Than To Prolong A Wretched Existence; And Then That All Our Satisfaction Concerning Certain Subjects Of Investigation Ends In Nothing Better Than A Passive Resignation... When I Consider All This... I Am Silent.

The Eternal Feminine Doth Draw Us Upward. [ger., Das Ewig-weibliche Zieht Uns Hinan.]

The Field Of Experience Is The Whole Universe In All Directions. Theory Remains Shut Up Within The Limits Of Human Faculties.

In Happy Ignorance, I Sighed For A World I Did Not Know, Where I Hoped To Find Every Pleasure And Enjoyment Which My Heart Could Desire; And Now, On My Return From That Wide World... How Many Disappointed Hopes And Unsuccessful Plans Have I Brought Back!

It Is Only Necessary To Grow Old To Become More Charitable And Even Indulgent. I See No Fault Committed By Others That I Have Not Committed Myself.