The Truth Has A Million Faces, But

A Person Is Never Entirely Holy Or Entirely Sinful.

If My Life Were Not A Dangerous, Painful Experiment, If I Did Not Constantly Skirt The Abyss And Feel The Void Under My Feet, My Life Would Have No Meaning And I Would Not Have Been Able To Write Anything.

In The Beginning Was The Myth.

But Your Questions, Which Are Unanswerable Without Exception, All Spring From The Same Erroneous Thinking.

And What Is Called History At School, And All We Learn By Heart There About Heroes And Geniuses And Great Deeds And Fine Emotions, Is All Nothing But A Swindle Invented By The Schoolmasters For Educational Reasons To Keep Children Occupied For A Given Number Of Years. It Has Always Been So And Always Will Be.