Nature is a book, a letter, a fairy tale (in the philosophical sense) or whatever you want to call it.
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Nationality: German Type: Philosopher Born: August 27, 1730 Death: June 21, 1788 |
Consciousness is an end in itself. We torture ourselves getting somewhere, and when we get there it is nowhere, for there is nowhere to get to.
My mother always wanted me to be glamorous. When I thought about that, it really fired me up, and once I lost all those pounds, I started to feel really good about myself.

