Knowledge Kills Action; Action Requires

Has Anyone...any Distinct Notion Of What Poets Of A Stronger Age Understood By The Word Inspiration? ... There Is An Ecstasy Such That The Immese Strain Of It Is Sometimes Relaxed By A Flood Of Tears, Along With Which One's Steps Either Rush Or Involuntarily Lag, Alternately. There Is The Feeling That One Is Completely Out Of Hand, With The Very Distinct Consciousness Of An Endless Number Of Fine Thrills And Quiverings To The Very Toes... Everything Happens Quite Involuntarily, As If In A Tempestuous Outburst Of Freedom, Of Absoluteness, Of Power And Divinity.

I Love Him Who Maketh His Virtue His Inclination And Destiny: Thus, For The Sake Of His Virtue, He Is Willing To Live On, Or Live No More.

He Who Wills Believes With A Fair Amount Of Certainty That Will And Action Are Somehow One; He Ascribes The Success, The Carrying Out Of The Willing, To The Will Itself, And Thereby Enjoys An Increase Of The Sensation Of Power Which Accompanies All Success.

We Must Understand How To Hide In Darkness In Order To Escape The Gnat-swarms Of Utterly Annoying Admirers.

The Great Wars Of The Present Age Are The Effects Of The Study Of History.