The Home and the World

n of the whole world is: "That is really mine which I can snatch away." My country does not become mine s

this world. Let moral ideals remain merely for those poor anaemic creatures of starved desire whose grasp is weak. Those who can desire with all their soul and enjoy with all their heart, those who have no hesitation or scruple, it is they who are the anointed of Providen

round the lean, scraggy neck of the ascetic. The music of the wedding march is struck. The time of the wedding I must not let pass. My heart therefore is eager. For, who is

born is the world of reality. When a man goes away from the market of real things with empty hands and empty stomach, merely filling his bag with big sounding words, I wonder why he ever came into this hard world at all. Did these me

ll over my body; I want to gorge myself with it to the full. The scrannel pipes of those who have worn themselves out by their

also is cowardly. Because you have your greed, you build your walls. Because I have my greed, I break through them. You use your

holy jargon-their words are not real. Therefore, in spite of all the applause the

hile those poor wretches who are dragged one way by nature and the other way by these ava tars, they set one foot in the boat of t

y, like that of a sunset, in this lingering death in life which seems to fascinate them. Nikhil lives

orce. But then what is this force? And then also, what is this g

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hell," he replied. "The shell is real enough, yet it is given up in exchange

taphors. We are the flesh-eaters of the world; we have teeth and nails; we pursue and grab and tear. We are not satisfied with chewing in the evening the cud of the grass

e. Therefore they fail to understand, as I do, that this is the only working moral principle. In point of fact, I know that my idea is not an empty theory at all, for it has been proved in pr

olls on, like a flood, with the cry: "I want, I want, I want." Women feel, in their own heart of hearts, that this indomitable passion is the lifeblood of the world, acknowledging no law but itself, and therefore victorious. For this reason they hav

to the skies. It remains to be seen how high their gushing fountain will play, and for how long. But

such is the only legitimate union, higher than all unions made by law. The reason of it is, that though man wants to follow natur

should overlook all my innumerable affinities for the sake of only one. I have discovered many in my own life up to now, yet tha

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