The True Measure Of A Man Is

We Sleep 1/3 Of Our Lives Away.

Those Instrumental Goods Which Should Serve To Maintain The Life And Health Of All Human Beings Should Be Produced By The Least Possible Labour Of All.

I Have Come To Know The Mutability Of All Human Relationships And Have Learned To Insulate Myself Against Both Heat And Cold So That A Temperature Balance Is Fairly Well Assured.

For The Most Part We Humans Live With The False Impression Of Security And A Feeling Of Being At Home In A Seemingly Familiar And Trustworthily Physical And Human Environment. But When The Expected Course Of Everyday Life Is Interrupted, We Realize That We Are Like Shipwrecked People Trying To Keep Their Balance On A Miserable Plank In The Open Sea, Having Forgotten Where They Came From And Not Knowing Whether They Are Drifting. But Once We Fully Accept This, Life Becomes Easier And There Is No Longer Any Disappointment.

Imagination Is More Valuable Than Information.