Passions Are Vices Or Virtues To Their

Everything In Science Depends On What One Calls An Aperçu, On Becoming Aware Of What Is At The Bottom Of The Phenomena. Such Becoming Aware Is Infinitely Fertile.

Is It Life, I Ask, Is It Even Prudence, To Bore Thyself And Bore The Students?

Beauty Is Everywhere A Welcome Guest.

It Is The Strange Fate Of Man, That Even In The Greatest Of Evils The Fear Of The Worst Continues To Haunt Him.

Man Usually Believes, If Only Words He Hears, That Also With Them Goes Material For Thinking. [ger., Gewohnlich Glaubt Der Mensch, Wenn Er Nur Worte Hort, Es Musse Sich Dabei Doch Auch Was Denken.]