In The Last Analysis, Even The Best

The Followers Of A Great Man Often Put Their Eyes Out, So That They May Be The Better Able To Sing His Praise.

People Are Always Angry At Anyone Who Chooses Very Individual Standards For His Life; Because Of The Extraordinary Treatment Which That Man Grants To Himself, They Feel Degraded, Like Ordinary Beings.

One Is Necessary, One Is A Piece Of Fate, One Belongs To The Whole, One Is The Whole - There Exists Nothing Which Could Judge, Measure, Compare, Condemn Our Being, For That Would Be To Judge, Measure, Compare, Condemn The Whole...but Nothing Exists Apart From The Whole!

Solitude Makes Us Tougher Towards Ourselves And Tenderer Towards Others. In Both Ways It Improves Our Character.

Just As Bones, Tissues, Intestines, And Blood Vessels Are Enclosed In A Skin That Makes It Possible To Bear The Sight Of A Human Being, So The Agitations And Passions Of The Soul Are Wrapped Up In Vanity: It Is The Soul's Skin.