Human reason needs only to will more strongly than fate, and she is fate.

If you are possessed by an idea, 

you find it expressed everywhere, 

you even smell it.

A solitary, 

unused to speaking of what he sees and feels, 

has mental experiences 

which are at once more intense 

and less articulate

 than those of a gregarious man.

Time cools, 

time clarifies; 

no mood can be maintained 

quite unaltered 

through the course of hours.

For the myth is the foundation of life; 

it is the timeless schema, 

the pious formula into which life flows 

when it reproduces its traits out of the unconscious.