There's No Defense Against Stupidity.

Everything Good Is Instinct--and, As A Result, Easy, Necessary, Free.

We Are Terrified By The Idea Of Being Terrified.

One Should Adpot Only Those Situations In Which One Is In No Need Of Sham Virtues, But Rather, Like The Tight-rope Dancer On His Tight Rope, In Which One Must Either Fall Or Stand--or Escape.

There Is An Old Illusion. It Is Called Good And Evil.

I Love Him Whose Soul Is Lavish, Who Wanteth No Thanks And Doth Not Give Back: For He Always Bestoweth, And Desireth Not To Keep For Himself.