And here, poor fool, with all my lore I stand no wiser than before.
Men are much more apt to agree in what they do than in what they think.
As long as you don't practice it, this dying and becoming, You are only a dreary guest on this dark earth.
Commonplaceness, the surrender to the average, that good which is not bad but still the enemy of the best - That is our besetting danger.
On all the peaks lies peace.
Know thyself? If I knew myself I would run away.