The Self has turned out to mean so many things, to mean them so ambiguously, and to be so wavering in its application, that we do not feel encouraged.
I can myself conceive of nothing else than the experienced.
There are persons who, when they cease to shock us, cease to interest us.
Another occupation might have been better.
The deadliest foe to virtue would be complete self-knowledge.
One said of suicide, As long as one has brains one should not blow them out. And another answered, But when one has ceased to have them, too often one cannot.