Disobedience- That Is The Nobility Of Slaves.

One Must Renounce The Bad Taste Of Wishing To Agree With Many People.

At Bottom Every Man Knows Well Enough That He Is A Unique Being, Only Once On This Earth; And By No Extraordinary Chance Will Such A Marvelously Picturesque Piece Of Diversity In Unity As He Is, Ever Be Put Together A Second Time.

Whoever Gives Advice To The Sick Gains A Sense Of Superiority Over Them, No Matter Whether His Advice Is Accepted Or Rejected. That Is Why Sick People Who Are Sensitive And Proud Hate Their Advisors Even More Than Their Illnesses.

Behold! I Am Weary Of My Wisdom, Like The Bee That Has Gathered Too Much Honey; I Need Hands Outstretched To Take It From Me. I Wish To Spread It And Bestow It, Until The Wise Have Once More Become Joyous In Their Folly, And The Poor Happy In Their Riches.

The Value Of Life Itself Cannot Be Estimated.