There is no love that is not an echo.
Lies are told only to convey to someone that one has no need either of him or his good opinion.
Told Either Convey
A pencil and rubber are of more use to thought than a battalion of assistants. To happiness the same applies as to truth: one does not have it, but is in it.
The almost insoluble task is to let neither the power of others, nor our own powerlessness, stupefy us.
Powerlessness Neither Own
Today self-consciousness no longer means anything but reflection on the ego as embarrassment, as realization of impotence: knowing that one is nothing.
Ego Knowing Realization
Work while you work, play while you play - this is a basic rule of repressive self-discipline.
Rule You Play
In many people it is already an impertinence to say 'I'.
People I Say
Because thought has by now been perverted into the solving of assigned problems, even what is not assigned is processed like a problem.
Solving Processed Assigned
If across the Atlantic the ideology was pride, here it is delivering the goods.
Across Ideology Delivering
Exuberant health is always, as such, sickness also.
Exuberant Also Such
Happiness is obsolete: uneconomic.
The good man is he who rules himself as he does his own property: his autonomous being is modelled on material power.
Who Himself Material