The Tragic Solemnity Of Existence Strikes Us

Nothing Is More Characteristic Of A Man Than The Manner In Which He Behaves Toward Fools.

Cleverness Is Serviceable For Everything, Sufficient For Nothing.

To Repel One's Cross Is To Make It Heavier.

The Ideal, After All, Is True Than The Real: For The Ideal Is The Eternal Element In Perishable Things.

Man Is A Willful And Covetous Animal, Who Makes Use Of His Intellect To Satisfy His Inclinations, But Who Cares Nothing For Truth, Who Rebels Against Personal Discipline, Who Hates Disinterested Thought And The Idea Of Self-education. Wisdom Offends Him, Because It Rouses In Him Disturbance And Confusion, And Because He Will Not See Himself As He Is.