Whoever steps on the lowest step will surely step on the highest.
They have succeeded in accumulating a greater mass of objects, but the joy in the world has grown less.
But to fall in love does not mean to love. One can fall in love and still hate.
Lamentations comfort only by lacerating the heart still more.
Maybe man does not love well-being only? Maybe he loves suffering just as much? Maybe suffering is just as profitable for him as well-being? For man sometimes loves suffering terribly much, to the point of passion, and that is a fact.
And how many ideas have there been upon earth, in human history, which only ten years earlier were unimaginable and which suddenly appeared when their mysteriously appointed season arrived, to go spreading all over the earth?