We Are All Afraid Of The Truth.

Consider The Cattle, Grazing As They Pass You By. They Do Not Know What Is Meant By Yesterday Or Today, They Leap About, Eat, Rest, Digest, Leap About Again, And So From Morn Till Night And From Day To Day, Fettered To The Moment And Its Pleasure Or Displeasure, And Thus Neither Melancholy Nor Bored. [...] A Human Being May Well Ask An Animal: 'why Do You Not Speak To Me Of Your Happiness But Only Stand And Gaze At Me?' The Animal Would Like To Answer, And Say, 'the Reason Is I Always Forget What I Was Going To Say' - But Then He Forgot This Answer Too, And Stayed Silent.

The Strongest Knowledge (that Of The Total Freedom Of The Human Will) Is Nonetheless The Poorest In Successes: For It Always Has The Strongest Opponent, Human Vanity.

How Much Disgruntled Heaviness, Lameness, Dampness, How Much Beer Is There In The German Intelligence.

Those Who Are Devoid Of Purpose Will Make The Void Their Purpose.

We Seldom Break A Leg As Long As We Are Climbing Wearily Upwards In Our Lives, Instead We Do It When We Start Going Easy On Ourselves And Choosing The Comfortable Paths.