But What If Pleasure And Pain Should

The Love Of Truth Has Its Reward In Heaven And Even On Earth.

Words Are Acoustical Signs For Concepts; Concepts, However, Are More Or Less Definite Image Signs For Often Recurring And Associated Sensations, For Groups Of Sensations. To Understand One Another, It Is Not Enough That One Use The Same Words; One Also Has To Use The Same Words For The Same Species Of Inner Experiences; In The End One Has To Have One's Experiences In Common.

One Must Separate From Anything That Forces One To Repeat No Again And Again.

I Am A Forest, And A Night Of Dark Trees: But He Who Is Not Afraid Of My Darkness, Will Find Banks Full Of Roses Under My Cypresses.

I Climb Upon The Highest Mountains, Laughing At All Tragedies - Whether Real Or Imaginary.