The Lie Is A Condition Of Life.

Foolish Is My Happiness, And Foolish Things Will It Speak: It Is Still Too Young—so Have Patience With It!

[heraclitus Had] The Highest Form Of Pride [stemming] From A Certainty Of Belief In The Truth As Grasped By Himself Alone. He Brings This Form, By Its Excessive Development, Into A Sublime Pathos By Involuntary Identification Of Himself With His Truth.

The Good Four. Honest With Ourselves And With Whatever Is Friend To Us; Courageous Toward The Enemy; Generous Toward The Vanquished; Polite-always That Is How The Four Cardinal Virtues Want Us.

Not Contentment, But More Power; Not Peace At Any Price, But War; Not Virtue, But Efficiency (virtue In The Renaissance Sense, Virtu , Virtue Free Of Moral Acid).

Everything Is The Same, Nothing Is Worthwhile, The World Is Senseless, Knowledge Strangles.