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The Noble Soul Reveres Itself

O Voltaire! O Humanity! O Idiocy! There Is Something Ticklish In "the Truth," And In The Search For The Truth; And If Man Goes About It Too Humanely-"il Ne Cherche Le Vrai Que Pour Faire Le Bien"-i Wager He Finds Nothing!

I Have Learned To Walk: Since Then I Have Run. I Have Learned To Fly: Since Then I Do Not Have To Be Pushed In Order To Move. Now I Am Nimble, Now I Fly, Now I See Myself Under Myself, Now A God Dances Within Me.

And When Your Soul Becometh Great, Then Doth It Become Haughty, And In Your Sublimity There Is Wickedness.

The Ordinary Man Is As Courageous And Invulnerable As A Hero When He Does Not Recognize Any Danger, When He Has No Eyes To See It.conversely, The Hero's Only Vulnerable Spot Is On His Back, And So Exactly Where He Has No Eyes.