Nature gropes and blunders and performs the crudest acts. There is no steady advance upward. There is no design.
Knowledge gropes but meets not Wisdom's face.
Art Gropes. It stalks like a hunter lost in the woods, listening to itself and to everything around it, unsure of itself, waiting to pounce.
The will to power can express itself only against resistances; it seeks that which resists it--this is the native tendency of theamoeba when it extends its pseudopodia and gropes around.