There Are Plebes In All Classes.

Only One Man Ever Understood Me, And He Didn't Understand Me

Each Of The Parts Of Philosophy Is A Philosophical Whole, A Circle Rounded And Complete In Itself. In Each Of These Parts, However, The Philosophical Idea Is Found In A Particular Specificality Or Medium. The Single Circle, Because It Is A Real Totality, Bursts Through The Limits Imposed By Its Special Medium, And Gives Rise To A Wider Circle. The Whole Of Philosophy In This Way Resembles A Circle Of Circles. The Idea Appears In Each Single Circle, But, At The Same Time, The Whole Idea Is Constituted By The System Of These Peculiar Phases, And Each Is A Necessary Member Of The Organisation.

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 Is Merely The Spiritual Making Itself Known Sensuously.

When We Walk The Streets At Night In Safety, It Does Not Strike Us That This Might Be Otherwise. This Habit Of Feeling Safe Has Become Second Nature, And We Do Not Reflect On Just How This Is Due Solely To The Working Of Special Institutions. Commonplace Thinking Often Has The Impression That Force Holds The State Together, But In Fact Its Only Bond Is The Fundamental Sense Of Order Which Everybody Possesses.