I definitely love to talk to my men. . . I want to see how I feel, how they feel.
Nietzsche. . . combines, in effect, Christ's harsh sayings: 'let the dead bury their dead' and 'narrow is the way which leadeth unto life'.
The worst misstep one can make in design is to solve the wrong problem.
Ownership of thought depends on the thinker not subordinating himself to a 'ruling thought'. This is particularly difficult, argues Stirner,. . . for language itself is a network of 'fixed ideas'. Truths emerge only when language is reworked and possessed individually.
Education is the strongest weapon available for restricting the questions people ask, controlling what they think, and ensuring that they get their thoughts 'from above'.
For Stirner, the social axiom of conservative, liberal, and socialist schools of political thought alike is in itself repressive: it disguises as potentially redemptive an order whose central function is inhibitory of the individual's interests.
The ugliness of the ideological lies in its legitimating the pursuit of the trivial.
He is the best sailor who can steer within fewest points of the wind, and exact a motive power out of the greatest obstacles.
There was nothing to talk about anymore. The only thing to do was go.
The mist was so challenging and the winds hit me, definitely more than I expected. It was definitely those winds, you can't re-enact them, you can't recreate them. Then my forearms started to tense up and you feel like running.
Perhaps selling your children, your future, just happened one bad decision at a time.