Thinking Is The Desire To Gain Reality

Whoever Has Not Felt The Danger Of Our Times Palpitating Under His Hand, Has Not Really Penetrated To The Vitals Of Destiny, He Has Merely Pricked The Surface.

When You Are Fed Up With The Troublesome Present, You Take Your Gun, Whistle For Your Dog, Go Out To The Mountain, And, Without Further Ado, Give Yourself The Pleasure During A Few Hours Or A Few Days Of Being "paleolithic."

The Hero's Will Is Not That Of His Ancestors Nor Of His Society, But His Own. This Will To Be Oneself Is Heroism.

The Tapestry Of History That Seems So Full Of Tragedy When Viewed From The Front Has Countless Comic Scenes Woven Into Its Reverse Side. In Truth, Tragedy And Comedy Are The Twin Masks Of History - Its Mass Appeal.

Rancor Is An Outpouring Of A Feeling Of Inferiority.