My dear, Believe me, you will not be happy there, in your cave. You will not find the wonders of life in the barren grimness of a self-induced comatose. For believe me! — the secret for harvesting from existence the greatest fruitfulness and the greatest enjoyment is: to live dangerously! Build your cities on the slopes of Vesuvius! Send your ships into uncharted seas! Live at war with your peers and yourselves! Be robbers and conquerors...

My dear, The music played, And those who were seen dancing were thought to be insane by those who could not hear the music. And tragic it’ll be when the dancers stop dancing to that beautiful music. And thus we must never stop dancing, ever. Even if we be called insane. (And if you think I’m just speaking about dancing when I speak about dancing, then you have misunderstood me. Read again.) Falsely yours, Friedrich Wilhelm...

My dear, Who do you think’s up there in heaven? All the goody two shoes don’t you think. All the ones that followed the rules, did what they were told, and never sinned a day in there life. Pity. In Heaven, all the interesting people are missing. The ones who died with regrets, with blood-stained hands, with heavy hearts and minds, and with tragedy in their soul and fire in their eyes – now those are the interesting...

My dear, From the moment you’re born ’til the moment you die you’re fighting. Your fighting against a society that cares nothing for you, against parents that want to make you into them, against odds that are stacked against you, and against all the people that lost their dreams and now want to see you lose yours. And the fighting is not easy. To live is to suffer, to survive is to find some meaning in the suffering. And...

My dear, He who fights with evil must take care lest he thereby becomes evil in the process. Do not let what you fight take you down a level. Stand above them, and take care to not get consumed by the heat of emotion; for it will drag you down. He who fights with monsters might take care lest he thereby become a monster. And if you gaze for long into an abyss, the abyss gazes also into you. The fight you fight is both an outer and inner...