You never have to change anything you got up in the middle of the night to write.
The road to tyranny, we must never forget, begins with the destruction of the truth.
Ascetic ideals reveal so many bridges to independence that a philosopher is bound to rejoice and clap his hands when he hears the story of all those resolute men who one day said No to all servitude and went into some desert.
The man who fears losing has already lost.
Reality is merely an illusion, albeit a very persistent one.
Success is not about seeking constant external recognition; it's about finding fulfillment in the journey itself and the growth you experience along the way.
You never have to change anything you got up in the middle of the night to write.
The road to tyranny, we must never forget, begins with the destruction of the truth.
Ascetic ideals reveal so many bridges to independence that a philosopher is bound to rejoice and clap his hands when he hears the story of all those resolute men who one day said No to all servitude and went into some desert.
The man who fears losing has already lost.
Reality is merely an illusion, albeit a very persistent one.
Success is not about seeking constant external recognition; it's about finding fulfillment in the journey itself and the growth you experience along the way.