Think Of Something Finite Molded

Think Of Something Finite Molded Into The Infinite, And You Think Of Man.

A Classical Work Doesn't Ever Have To Be Understood Entirely. But Those Who Are Educated And Who Are Still Educating Themselves Must Desire To Learn More And More From It.

Religion Can Emerge In All Forms Of Feeling: Here Wild Anger, There The Sweetest Pain; Here Consuming Hatred, There The Childlike Smile Of Serene Humility.

It Is Individuality Which Is The Original And Eternal Within Man; Personality Doesn't Matter So Much. To Pursue The Education And Development Of This Individuality As One's Highest Vocation Would Be A Divine Egoism.

Considered Subjectively, Philosophy Always Begins In The Middle, Like An Epic Poem.