If there were a distinguished person whose life, by birth and conditions, belonged especially to the same earthly dissimilarity, a distinguished person who would not assent to this divisive conspiracy against the universally human, that is, against the neighbor, if he did not have the heart to do this, if, clearly perceiving the consequences, he still trusted in God for the strength to bear these consequences while he lacked the strength to harden his heart ... the distinguished corruption would accuse him of being a traitor and self-lover—because he wanted to love the neighbor. Works of Love

Eventlessness has no posts to drape duration on. From nothing to nothing is no time at all. East Of Eden

I cook every chance in my pot. And only when it is cooked through do I welcome it as my food. Thus Spoke Zarathustra

Deem not life a thing of consequence. For look at the yawning void of the future, and at that other limitless space, the past. Book IV