475
Growing heavy.—You do not know him. With whatever weights he may encumber himself, he will yet raise them all up with him. And you, judging from the weak flapping of your own wings, you conclude that he wants to remain below, because he burdens himself with these weights !
476
At the harvest-festival of the intellect—There is a daily accumulation and increase of experiences, events, opinions and dreams on these opinions,—a boundless, delightful wealth! Its aspect dazzles our eyes; I no longer understand how the poor in intellect can he called blessed! But sometimes I envy them when I am tired: for the administration of such a wealth is a difficult thing, and its weight frequently crushes all happiness.— Yes, if the mere sight sufficed! If we were only the misers of our knowledge !
477
Relieved from scepticism.—A: Some emerge from a general moral scepticism dismayed and weak, corroded, worm-eaten, nay, partly consumed,—I, on the other hand, bolder and healthier than ever, and with recovered instincts. Where a sharp wind blows, where the sea is going high and where considerable peril is to he faced, there I feel happy. I have not turned into a worm,
