When A Man Reaches His Maturity In

Become Who You Are. Make What Only You Can Make.

Intoxicating Joy Is It For The Sufferer To Look Away From His Suffering And Forget Himself. Intoxicating Joy And Self-forgetting, Did The World Once Seem To Me.

The Rising And Falling Of The Scales Of Pride And Humility Sustain The Brooding Mind As Well As The Alternations Of Desire And Peace Of The Soul.

He Who Has Attained The Freedom Of Reason To Any Extent Cannot, For A Long Time, Regard Himself Otherwise Than As A Wanderer On The Face Of The Earth - And Not Even As A Traveler Towards A Final Goal, For There Is No Such Thing. But He Certainly Wants To Observe And Keep His Eyes Open To Whatever Actually Happens In The World; Therefore He Cannot Attach His Heart Too Firmly To Anything Individual; He Must Have In Himself Something Wandering That Takes Pleasure In Change And Transitoriness.

The Newspaper Reader Says: This Party Will Ruin Itself If It Makes Errors Like This. My Higher Politics Says: A Party Which Makes Errors Like This Is Already Finished -- It Is No Longer Secure In Its Instincts.