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And Since The Possession Of Qualities Presupposes That One Takes A Certain Pleasure In Their Reality, All This Gives Us A Glimpse Of How It May All Of A Sudden Happen To Someone Who Cannot Summon Up Any Sense Of Reality — Even In Relation To Himself — That One Day He Appears To Himself As A Man Without Qualities.

... There Is A Particular Propensity In The World For People, Wherever They Appear In Great Numbers, To Permit Themselves Collectively Everything That Would Be Forbidden Them Individually.

Mathematics Is The Bold Luxury Of Pure Reason, One Of The Few That Remain Today.

... The Structure Of A Page Of Good Prose Is, Analyzed Logically, Not Something Frozen But The Vibrating Of A Bridge, Which Changes With Every Step One Takes On It.

All Still Lifes Are Actually Paintings Of The World On The Sixth Day Of Creation, When God And The World Were Alone Together, Without Man!