[b]Robert Musil
I dont believe in the Devil, but if I did I should think of him as the trainer who drives Heaven to break its own records.[/b]
Now that’s clever.
For if one is partly insane, one is also, juridically, partly sane, and if one is partly sane one is at least partly responsible for one’s actions, and if one is partly responsible one is wholly responsible; for responsibility is, as they say, that state in which the individual has the power to devote himself to a specific purpose of his own free will, independently of any compelling necessity, and one cannot simultaneously possess and lack such self-determination.
Sure, in theory.
Slowed down by a sense of hopelessness in all his decisions and movements, he suffered from bitter sadness, and his incapacity solidified into a pain that often sat like a nosebleed behind his forehead the moment he tried to make up his mind to do something.
Yeah, on the good days.
Philosophers are despots who have no armies to command, so they subject the world to their tyranny by locking it up in a system of thought.
But not you, right, Mr. Objectivist?
Youth’s scorn and its revolt against the established order, youth’s readiness for everything that is heroic, whether it is self-sacrifice or crime, its fiery seriousness and its unsteadiness—all this is nothing but its fluttering attempts to fly.
Worse: The fucking Kids.
What’s the bee in your bonnet? Seems to be some kind of idealism.
Duck!