For Art To Exist, For Any Sort

Free Will Appears Unfettered, Deliberate; It Is Boundlessly Free, Wandering, The Spirit. But Fate Is A Necessity; Unless We Believe That World History Is A Dream-error, The Unspeakable Sorrows Of Mankind Fantasies, And That We Ourselves Are But The Toys Of Our Fantasies. Fate Is The Boundless Force Of Opposition Against Free Will. Free Will Without Fate Is Just As Unthinkable As Spirit Without Reality, Good Without Evil. Only Antithesis Creates The Quality.

Life Is An Instinct For Growth, For Survival, For The Accumulation Of Forces, For Power.

What Is Bad? -everything That Arises From Weakness.

When Our Brain Feels Too Weak To Deal With Our Opponent's Objections, Our Heart Answers By Casting Suspicion On Their Underlying Motives.

Writers Ought To Be Regarded As Wrongdoers Who Deserve To Be Acquitted Or Pardoned Only In The Rarest Cases: That Would Be A Way To Keep Books From Getting Out Of Hand.