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If a man knows the wherefore of his existence, then the manner of it can take care of itself. Man does not aspire to happiness; only the Englishman does that.
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Man created woman—out of what? Out of a rib of his god,—of his “ideal.”
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What? Art thou looking for something? Thou wouldst fain multiply thyself tenfold, a hundredfold? Thou seekest followers? Seek ciphers!
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Posthumous men, like myself, are not so well understood as men who reflect their age, but they are heard with more respect. In plain English: we are never understood—hence our authority.
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Among women.—“Truth? Oh, you do not know truth! Is it not an outrage on all our pudeurs?”—