The So-called Paradoxes Of An Author, To

One Hears But One Does Not Seek; One Takes -- One Does Not Ask Who Gives; A Thought Flashes Up Like Lightning, It Comes Of Necessity And Unfalteringly Formed.

What We Call Truths Are Just Those Errors That We Cannot Give Up.

The Wheel And The Brake Have Different Duties, But Also One In Common: To Hurt One Another.

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.

He Who Strays From The Customary Becomes A Sacrifice To The Extraordinary; He Who Keeps To The Customary Becomes Its Slave. He Iscondemned To Perish In Either Case.