It Is, All In All, A Historic

There Is Nothing In This World As Invisible As A Monument

Hardly Anyone Still Reads Nowadays. People Make Use Of The Writer Only In Order To Work Off Their Own Excess Energy On Him In A Perverse Manner, In The Form Of Agreement Or Disagreement.

Mathematics Is The Source Of A Wicked Intellect That, While Making Man The Lord Of The Earth, Also Makes Him The Slave Of The Machine.

And Since The Possession Of Qualities Presupposes That One Takes A Certain Pleasure In Their Reality, All This Gives Us A Glimpse Of How It May All Of A Sudden Happen To Someone Who Cannot Summon Up Any Sense Of Reality — Even In Relation To Himself — That One Day He Appears To Himself As A Man Without Qualities.

What Is Perceptible To One’s Mistrust Is The Cut-and-dried Way That Life Is Divided Up And The Ready-made Form It Assumes, The Ever-recurring Sameness Of It, The Pre-formations Passed Down By Generation After Generation, The Ready-made Language Not Only Of The Tongue But Also Of The Sensations And The Feelings.