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Concepts Which Have Proved Useful For Ordering Things Easily Assume So Great An Authority Over Us, That We Forget Their Terrestrial Origin And Accept Them As Unalterable Facts. They Then Become Labeled As 'conceptual Necessities,' Etc. The Road Of Scientific Progress Is Frequently Blocked For Long Periods By Such Errors.

Smoke Like A Chimney, Work Like A Horse, Eat Without Thinking, Go For A Walk Only In Really Pleasant Company.

I Was Supposed To Choose Apractical Profession, But This Was Simply Unbearable To Me.

I Have Little Patience With Scientists Who Take A Board Of Wood, Look For Its Thinnest Part, And Drill A Great Number Of Holes Where Drilling Is Easy.

It Is Only To The Individual That A Soul Is Given. And The High Destiny Of The Individual Is To Serve Rather Than To Rule, Or To Impose Himself In Any Other Way.