I Did Not Know What It Was

But My Doubt Would Not Be Overcome. Kierkegaard Had Declared That It Was Only To The Consciousness Of Sin That Christianity Was Not Horror Or Madness. For Me It Was Sometimes Both.

The Historian Is Looked Upon As Objective When He Measures The Past By The Popular Opinions Of His Own Time, As Subjective When He Does Not Take These Opinions For Models. That Man Is Thought Best Fitted To Depict A Period Of The Past, Who Is Not In The Least Affected By That Period. But Only He Who Has A Share In Building Up The Future Can Grasp What The Past Has Been, And Only When Transformed Into A Work Of Art Can History Arouse Or Even Sustain Instincts.

I Came Into The World Two Months Too Soon, I Was In Such A Hurry.

Among The Delights Of Summer Were Picnics To The Woods.

It Appears To Nietzsche That The Modern Age Has Produced For Imitation Three Types Of Man ... First, Rousseau's Man, The Titan Who Raises Himself ... And In His Need Calls Upon Holy Nature. Then Goethe's Man ... A Spectator Of The World ... Third Schopenhauer's Man ... Voluntarily Takes Upon Himself The Pain Of Telling The Truth.