One Might Call Habit A Moral Friction:

The Course Of The Seasons Is A Piece Of Clockwork, With A Cuckoo To Call When It Is Spring.

To Make A Vow Is A Greater Sin Than To Break One.

If We Make A Couple Of Discoveries Here And There We Need Not Believe Things Will Go On Like This For Ever. Just As We Hit Water When We Dig In The Earth, So We Discover The Incomprehensible Sooner Or Later.

Prejudices Are So To Speak The Mechanical Instincts Of Men: Through Their Prejudices They Do Without Any Effort Many Things They Would Find Too Difficult To Think Through To The Point Of Resolving To Do Them.

I Am Convinced We Do Not Only Love Ourselves In Others But Hate Ourselves In Others Too.