We Are Always In Our Own Company.

Along The Journey We Commonly Forget Its Goal. Almost Every Vocation Is Chosen And Entered Upon As A Means To A Purpose But Is Ultimately Continued As A Final Purpose In Itself. Forgetting Our Objectives Is The Most Frequent Stupidity In Which We Indulge Ourselves.

The Gilded Sheath Of Pity Sometimes Covers The Dagger Of Envy.

One Should Not Understand This Compulsion To Construct Concepts, Species, Forms, Purposes, Laws ('a World Of Identical Cases') As If They Enabled Us To Fix The Real World; But As A Compulsion To Arrange A World For Ourselves In Which Our Existence Is Made Possible:-we Thereby Create A World Which Is Calculable, Simplified, Comprehensible, Etc., For Us.

Look Not Into The Sun! Even The Moon Is Too Bright For Your Nocturnal Eyes!

One Is Necessary, One Is A Piece Of Fate, One Belongs To The Whole, One Is The Whole - There Exists Nothing Which Could Judge, Measure, Compare, Condemn Our Being, For That Would Be To Judge, Measure, Compare, Condemn The Whole...but Nothing Exists Apart From The Whole!