They give birth astride of a grave, the light gleams an instant, then it’s night once more.
There is one quality which one must possess to win, and that is DEFINITENESS OF PURPOSE, the knowledge of what one wants, and a burning DESIRE to possess it.
Only one word more concerning the desire to teach the world what it ought to be. For such a purpose philosophy at least always comes too late.
One can never consent to creep when one feels an impulse to soar.
No small art is it to sleep: it is necessary for that purpose to keep awake all day.
Man is for woman a means: the purpose is always the child.
Let us do something while we have the chance! It is not every day that we are needed.
It’s very hard, feeling that you’re no more than a piece of unwanted furniture in this world. It’s terrible living without any purpose.[Чувствовать себя на этом свете лишнею мебелью очень тяжело… Жутко жить, не зная цели…]
If there was nothing wrong in the world there wouldn’t be anything left for us to do.
I live my life in widening circles that reach out across the world.[Ich lebe mein Leben in wachsenden Ringen, die sich über die Dinge ziehn.]
I feel my heart glow with an enthusiasm which elevates me to heaven, for nothing contributes so much to tranquillize the mind as a steady purpose – a point on which the soul may fix its intellectual eye.
But at this place, at this moment of time, all mankind is us, whether we like it or not. Let us make the most of it, before it is too late!
