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We Grow Hostile To Many An Artist Or Writer, Not Because We Finally Come To See He Has Deceived Us, But Because He Thought No Subtler Means Were Required To Ensnare Us.

There Are No Facts, Only Interpretations.

The Deeper Minds Of All Ages Have Had Pity For Animals.

Remorse.-- Never Yield To Remorse, But At Once Tell Yourself: Remorse Would Simply Mean Adding To The First Act Of Stupidity A Second.

Nobody Can Build The Bridge For You To Walk Across The River Of Life, No One But You Yourself Alone. There Are, To Be Sure, Countless Paths And Bridges And Demi-gods Which Would Carry You Across This River; But Only At The Cost Of Yourself; You Would Pawn Yourself And Lose. There Is In The World Only One Way, On Which Nobody Can Go, Except You: Where Does It Lead? Do Not Ask, Go Along With It.