They Would Have To Sing Better Songs

We Evaluate The Services That Anyone Renders To Us According To The Value He Puts On Them, Not According To The Value They Have For Us.

A Labyrinthine Man Never Seeks The Truth, But Only His Ariadne.

Sharp And Mild, Dull And Keen, Well Known And Strange, Dirty And Clean, Where Both The Fool And Wise Are Seen: All This Am I, Have Ever Been, - In Me Dove, Snake And Swine Convene!

We Have No Organ At All For Knowledge, For Truth: We Know (or Believe Or Imagine) Precisely As Much As May Be Useful In The Interest Of The Human Herd, The Species: And Even What Is Here Called Usefulness Is In The End Only A Belief, Something Imagined And Perhaps Precisely That Most Fatal Piece Of Stupidity By Which We Shall One Day Perish.

I Have Been Casting Shadows All My Life Without Caring About How Deeply They Stain My Soul.