Life Is Fountain Of Joy; But Where

For Out Of Fear And Need Each Religion Is Born, Creeping Into Existence On The Byways Or Reason.

Consider The Cattle, Grazing As They Pass You By. They Do Not Know What Is Meant By Yesterday Or Today, They Leap About, Eat, Rest, Digest, Leap About Again, And So From Morn Till Night And From Day To Day, Fettered To The Moment And Its Pleasure Or Displeasure, And Thus Neither Melancholy Nor Bored. [...] A Human Being May Well Ask An Animal: 'why Do You Not Speak To Me Of Your Happiness But Only Stand And Gaze At Me?' The Animal Would Like To Answer, And Say, 'the Reason Is I Always Forget What I Was Going To Say' - But Then He Forgot This Answer Too, And Stayed Silent.

Never To Talk About Oneself Is A Very Refined Form Of Hypocrisy.

The Beast In Us Must Be[78] Wheedled: Ethic Is Necessary, That We May Not Be Torn To Pieces.

His (the Theologian) Basic Instinct Of Self Preservation Forbids Him To Respect Reality At Any Point Or Even To Let It Get A Word In.