Patience Is The Mother Of Will.

Man Must Use What He Has, Not Hope For What Is Not.

Man Has No Individual 'i'. But There Are, Instead, Hundreds And Thousands Of Separate Small 'i's, Very Often Entirely Unknown To One Another, Never Coming Into Contact, Or, On The Contrary, Hostile To Each Other, Mutually Exclusive And Incompatible. Each Minute, Each Moment, Man Is Saying Or Thinking, 'i'. And Each Time His 'i' Is Different. Just Now It Was A Thought, Now It Is A Desire, Now A Sensation, Now Another Thought, And So On, Endlessly. Man Is A Plurality. Man's Name Is Legion.

One May Say That Evil Does Not Exist For Subjective Man At All, That There Exist Only Different Conceptions Of Good. Nobody Ever Does Anything Deliberately In The Interests Of Evil, For The Sake Of Evil. Everybody Acts In The Interests Of Good, As He Understands It. But Everybody Understands It In A Different Way. Consequently Men Drown, Slay, And Kill One Another In The Interests Of Good.

To Know All, It Is Necessary To Know Very Little; But To Know That Very Little, One Must First Know Pretty Much.

Listen, You Have Now Found The Conditions In Which The Desire Of Your Heart Can Become The Reality Of Your Being. Stay Here, Until You Acquire A Force In You That Nothing Can Destroy. Then You'll Need To Go Back Into Life, And There You Will Measure Yourself Constantly With Forces Which Will Show You Your Place.