The Ego (n.) is 'always hateful' — the most senile thing ever thought about man; 'love thy neighbour as thyself' is the most childish: knowledge of man has ended in the one and not begun in the other.
The Ego (n.) is our misreading of ourselves from the few crude outbursts we have words for — and that error then becomes a fellow-worker in building our character and destiny.
The Ego (n.) wants everything, even the past: 'I have spoken, struggled, conquered' — our very grammar makes action into possession.
The Ego (n.) is younger than the herd: as long as good conscience means herd, only bad conscience says "I."
The Ego (n.) is the model on which we fashion all being — and it may be a perspective illusion, an apparent unity that encloses everything like a horizon.
The Ego (n.) subdues and kills like an organic cell — a robber; it wants to become pregnant, give birth to its god, and see all mankind at his feet.