What I Dislike Least In My Former

The Want Of Logic Annoys. Too Much Logic Bores. Life Eludes Logic, And Everything That Logic Alone Constructs Remains Artificial And Forced.

Long Only For What You Have.

Are You Then Unable To Recognize Unless It Has The Same Sound As Yours?

We Prefer To Go Deformed And Distorted All Our Lives Rather Than Not Resemble The Portrait Of Ourselves Which We Ourselves Have First Drawn. It’s Absurd. We Run The Risk Of Warping What’s Best In Us

I Have No Use For Knowledge That Has Not Been Preceded By A Sensation