Life Is An Instinct For Growth, For

On The Mountains Of Truth You Can Never Climb In Vain: Either You Will Reach A Point Higher Up Today, Or You Will Be Training Your Powers So That You Will Be Able To Climb Higher Tomorrow.

The Earth Has Become Small, And On It Hops The Last Man, Who Makes Everything Small. His Race Can No More Be Exterminated Than The Flea Can Be. The Last Man Lives The Longest.

Pity Is The Most Agreeable Feeling Among Those Who Have Little Pride And No Prospects Of Great Conquests.

Whoever Knows He Is Deep Tries To Be Clear, But Whoever Wants To Seem Deep To The Crowd Tries To Be Obscure. For The Crowd Supposes That Anything It Cannot See To The Bottom Must Be Deep: It Is So Timid And Goes So Unwillingly Into The Water.

The Melancholia Of Everything Completed!