Man Must Become Better And More Evil.

Surrounded By The Flames Of Jealousy, The Jealous One Winds Up, Like The Scorpion, Turning The Poisoned Sting Against Himself.

There Is Nothing That Has Caused Me To Meditate More On Plato's Secrecy And Sphinx-like Nature, Than The Happily Preserved Petit Fait That Under The Pillow Of His Death-bed There Was Found No 'bible,' Nor Anything Egyptian, Pythagorean, Or Platonic - But A Book Of Aristophanes. How Could Even Plato Have Endured Life - A Greek Life Which He Repudiated - Without An Aristophanes!

As Soon As We Climb Higher Than Those Who Had At One Time Admired Us, We Appear To Them As Though We Have Sunken And Fallen Down:for, In Any Event, They Had At One Time Supposed That They Were With Us (even If It Were Through Us) On The Heights.

Virtues Are Dangerous As Vices Insofar As They Are Allowed To Rule Over One As Authorities And Not As Qualities One Develops Oneself.

The Best Belongs To Me And Mine; And If We Are Not Given It, We Take It: The Best Food, The Purest Sky, The Most Robust Thoughts, The Fairest Women!