The conditions under which any one understands me, and necessarily understands me--I know them only too well. Even to endure my seriousness,  my passion, he must carry intellectual integrity to the verge of hardness. He  must be accustomed to living on mountain tops--and to looking upon the  wretched gabble of politics and nationalism as beneath him. He must have  become indifferent; he must never ask of the truth whether it brings profit to him  or a fatality to him... He must have an inclination, born of strength, for questions  that no one has the courage for; the courage for the forbidden; predestination  for the labyrinth. The experience of seven solitudes. New ears for new music.  New eyes for what is most distant. A new conscience for truths that have hitherto  remained unheard. And the will to economize in the grand manner--to hold  together his strength, his enthusiasm...Reverence for self; love of self; absolute freedom of self.....