Let us think this thought in its most terrible form: existence as it is, without meaning or aim, and yet recurring inevitably, wit...hout a finale in nothingness--"eternal recurrence."LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
It is cruel, you know, that music should be so beautiful. It has the beauty of loneliness & of pain: of strength & freedom. The be...auty of disappointment & never-satisfied love. The cruel beauty of nature, & everlasting beauty of monotony.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
The growing good of the world is partly dependent on unhistoric acts; and that things are not so ill with you and me as they might... have been, is half owing to the number who lived faithfully a hidden life, and rest in unvisited tombs.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »