The Real Is The Rational And The

Once The State Has Been Founded, There Can No Longer Be Any Heroes. They Come On The Scene Only In Uncivilized Conditions.

In History, We Are Concerned With What Has Been And What Is; In Philosophy, However, We Are Concerned Not With What Belongs Exclusively To The Past Or To The Future, But With That Which Is, Both Now And Eternally — In Short, With Reason.

Since Philosophy Is The Exploration Of The Rational, It Is For That Very Reason The Apprehension Of The Present And The Actual, Not The Erection Of A Beyond, Supposed To Exist, God Knows Where, Or Rather Which Exists, And We Can Perfectly Well Say Where, Namely In The Error Of A One-sided, Empty, Ratiocination.

Beauty And Art Pervade All The Business Of Life Like A Kindly Genius, Brightly Adorning Our Surroundings Whether Interior Or Exterior, Mitigating The Seriousness Of Existence And The Complexities Of The Real Life, Extinguishing Idleness In An Entertaining Fashion, And, Where There Is Nothing Good To Be Achieved, Filling The Place Of Vice Better Than Vice Itself.

God Is, As It Were, The Sewer Into Which All Contradictions Flow.