[guerre]

If we observe how some people can deal with their experiences - their unimportant, everyday experiences - so that these become soil which yeilds fruit three times a year; whilst others - and how many! - are driven through the surf of the most exciting adventures, the most diversified movements of times and peoples, and yet always remain light, always remain on the surface, like cork; we are finally tempted to divide mankind into a minority (minimality) of those who know how to make much out of little, and a majority of those who know how to make little out of much; indeed, we even meet with the counter-sorcerers who, instead of making the world out of nothing, make a nothing out of the world.