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 ...
One has to take a somewhat bold and dangerous line with this existence: especially as, whatever happens, we are bound to lose it.
Try for once to justify the meaning of your existence as it were a posteriori by setting yourself an aim, a goal... an exalted and noble 'to this end.' Perish in pursuit of this and only this
Your educators can only be your liberators.
Sometimes it is harder to accede to a thing than it is to see its truth.
