The Lie Is A Condition Of Life.

You Never Exist Quite So Much As When You Are Not Thinking

If All Alms Were Given Only From Pity, All Beggars Would Have Starved Long Ago.

Reality Is Captured In The Categorical Nets Of Language Only At The Expense Of Fatal Distortion.

Along The Journey We Commonly Forget Its Goal. Almost Every Vocation Is Chosen And Entered Upon As A Means To A Purpose But Is Ultimately Continued As A Final Purpose In Itself. Forgetting Our Objectives Is The Most Frequent Stupidity In Which We Indulge Ourselves.

For Men Are Not Equal: Thus Speaks Justice.