Will Localizes Us, Thought Universalizes Us.

The Unfinished Is Nothing.

Our Greatest Illusion Is To Believe That We Are What We Think Ourselves To Be.

Man Is A Passion Which Brings A Will Into Play, Which Works An Intelligence.

At The Bottom Of The Modern Man There Is Always A Great Thirst For Self-forgetfulness, Self-distraction . . . And Therefore He Turns Away From All Those Problems And Abysses Which Might Recall To Him His Own Nothingness.

He Who Is Silent Is Forgotten; He Who Does Not Advance Falls Back; He Who Stops Is Overwhelmed; Out Distanced, Crushed; He Who Ceases T Grow Becomes Smaller; He Who Leaves Off, Gives Up; The Condition Of Standing Still Is The Beginning Of The End.