What Is Pity But The Vice Of

I Saw That Philosophy Had No Power To Make My Life More Bearable. Thus I Lost My Belief In Philosophy.

An Aphorism? Fire Without Flames. Understandable That No One Tries To Warm Himself At It.

All People See Fires, Storms, Explosions, Or Landscapes; But How Many Feel The Flames, The Lightnings, The Whirlwinds, Or The Harmony? How Many Have An Inner Beauty That Tinges Their Melancholy?

Skepticism Is The Sadism Of Embittered Souls.

Truths Begin By A Conflict With The Police - And End By Calling Them In.