Far From Diminishing The Appetite For Power,

Life Is Possible Only By The Deficiencies Of Our Imagination And Memory.

Chaos Is Rejecting All You Have Learned, Chaos Is Being Yourself.

No Position Is So False As Having Understood And Still Remaining Alive.

The Wise Man, The Sage, Is Hostile To The New. Disabused, He Abdicates: That Is His Form Of Protest.

Ennui Is The Echo In Us Of Time Tearing Itself Apart.