My Humanity Is A Constant Self-overcoming.

All Philosophers Make The Common Mistake Of Taking Contemporary Man As Their Starting Point And Of Trying, Through An Analysis Of Him, To[21] Reach A Conclusion. "man" Involuntarily Presents Himself To Them As An Aeterna Veritas As A Passive Element In Every Hurly-burly, As A Fixed Standard Of Things. Yet Everything Uttered By The Philosopher On The Subject Of Man Is, In The Last Resort, Nothing More Than A Piece Of Testimony Concerning Man During A Very Limited Period Of Time.

Women's Modesty Generally Increases With Their Beauty.

In Short, Then, The Religious Cult Is Based Upon The Representations Of Sorcery Between Man And Man, And The Sorcerer Is Older Than The Priest.

No Journey Is Too Great, When One Finds What One Seeks.

As A Result, Nature Is Something Entirely Different From What Comes To Mind When We Invoke Its Name.