Could truth perhaps be

Could truth perhaps be a woman who has reasons for not permitting her reasons to be seen? Could her name perhaps be–to speak Greek–Baubo?… Oh, those Greeks! They understood how to live: to do that it is necessary to stop bravely at the surface, the fold, the skin, to adore the appearance, to believe in … Read more

It is only great

It is only great pain–that slow, sustained pain that takes its time, in which we are, as it were, burned with smoldering green firewood–that forces us philosophers to sink to our ultimate profundity and to do away with all the trust, everything good-natured, veil-imposing, mild and middling, on which we may have previously based our … Read more

I am afraid that

I am afraid that old women are more skeptical in their most secret heart of hearts than any man: they believe in the superficiality of existence as in its essence, and all virtue and profundity is to them merely a veil over this \”truth,\” a most welcome veil over a pudendum–and so a matter of … Read more