Utopia Is A Mixture Of Childish Rationalism

The More We Try To Rest Ourselves From Our Egos, The Deeper We Sink Into It.

Melancholy Redeems This Universe, And Yet It Is Melancholy That Separates Us From It.

Does Our Ferocity Not Derive From The Fact That Our Instincts Are All Too Interested In Other People? If We Attended More To Ourselves And Became The Center, The Object Of Our Murderous Inclinations, The Sum Of Our Intolerances Would Diminish.

In Order To Have The Stuff Of A Tyrant, A Certain Mental Derangement Is Necessary.

One Can Experience Loneliness In Two Ways: By Feeling Lonely In The World Or By Feeling The Loneliness Of The World.