It is my ambition to say in ten sentences what others say in a whole book.
We are so fond of being out among nature, because it has no opinions about us.
Posthumous men-myself, for example-are not as well understood as timely ones, but we are listened to better. More precisely: we are never understood-hence our authority.
The lonely one offers his hand too quickly to whomever he encounters.
if we possess a why of life we can put up with almost any how.
And so do you suppose it must be a piece-work because it has been given to you (and could only be given to you) in pieces?