This being of mine, whatever it really is, consist of a little flesh, a little breath and the ruling reason. I am a citizen of the World and proclaim that I live in the best of all possible worlds and the pessimist fears this is true. I stretched between the animal and superman- a rope over an abyss. My capacities have never been measured nor to be judge of what I can do by any precedents, so little has been tried. Hopes where my dream of yesterday, Courage is the virtue, which champions my cause of right, the decent boldness ever meet with friends. Nothing is too high for my daring; I storm heaven itself in my folly. I am infected by the deadly-disease of curiosity. I labour against my own cure: Death, the cure of all diseases.