There Is A Rollicking Kindness That Looks

The So-called Paradoxes Of An Author, To Which A Reader Takes Exception, Often Exist Not In The Author's Book At All, But Rather In The Reader's Head.

One Ought To Hold On To One's Heart; For If One Lets It Go, One Soon Loses Control Of The Head Too.

A Bad Conscience Is Easier To Cope With Than A Bad Reputation.

Man Is A Rope, Tied Between Beast And Overman — A Rope Over An Abyss.

To Use The Same Words Is Not A Sufficient Guarantee Of Understanding; One Must Use The Same Words For The Same Genus Of Inward Experience; Ultimately One Must Have One's Experiences In Common.