The Mystical Bond Of Brotherhood Makes All

I Know So Little About Any History. How Little Do I Know Even About The History Of Myself.

A Man--be The Heavens Ever Praised!--is Sufficient For Himself.

For The Superior Morality, Of Which We Hear So Much, We Too Would Desire To Be Thankful: At The Same Time, It Were But Blindness To Deny That This Superior Morality Is Properly Rather An Inferior Criminality, Produced Not By Greater Love Of Virtue, But By Greater Perfection Of Police; And Of That Far Subtler And Stronger Police, Called Public Opinion.

Everywhere In Life, The True Question Is Not What We Gain, But What We Do.

O Thou That Pinest In The Imprisonment Of The Actual, And Criest Bitterly To The Gods For A Kingdom Wherein To Rule And Create, Know This For A Truth: The Thing Thou Seekest Is Already Here, "here Or Nowhere," Couldst Thou Only See.