Before Passing Different Laws For Different People,

In Germany, A Certain Artistic Sense Is Fairly Common, But The Artist's Sense Is Foreign There.

A Wise Man Can And Should Stand Above His Times, Not So The Poet, But He Should Be Their Apex.

The Old Harlot, German Philosophy, Has Finally Turned Into A Church Lady.

Beauty Satisfies The Senses Completely And At The Same Time Uplifts The Soul. That Which Gratifies The Senses Is Pleasant, And That Which Uplifts The Soul Without Being Sensual In The Least Is Good, True, Right, Anything You Like, But Not Beautiful.

Art Is Eternally Young, But The Poet Ages. If Only He Remained As Young As Art! If Only It Aged With Him!