Does Not The Discipline Of The Scientific

Ten Times Must You Laugh During The Day, And Be Cheerful; Otherwise Your Stomach, The Father Of Affliction, Will Disturb You In The Night.

I Absolutely Cannot See How One Can Later Make Up For Having Failed To Go To A Good School At The Proper Time. For This Is What Distinguishes The Hard School As A Good School From All Others: That Much Is Demanded; And Sternly Demanded; That The Good, Even The Exceptional, Is Demanded As The Norm; That Praise Is Rare, That Indulgence Is Nonexistent; That Blame Is Apportioned Sharply, Objectively, Without Regard For Talent Or Antecedents. What Does One Learn In A Hard School? Obeying And Commanding.

Death. The Certain Prospect Of Death Could Sweeten Every Life With A Precious And Fragrant Drop Of Levity- And Now You Strange Apothecary Souls Have Turned It Into An Ill-tasting Drop Of Poison That Makes The Whole Of Life Repulsive.

One Hears But One Does Not Seek; One Takes -- One Does Not Ask Who Gives; A Thought Flashes Up Like Lightning, It Comes Of Necessity And Unfalteringly Formed.

If A Man Wishes To Become A Hero, Then The Serpent Must First Become A Dragon: Otherwise He Lacks His Proper Enemy.