My Time Has Not Yet Come Either;

Art Is Not Merely An Imitation Of The Reality Of Nature, But In Truth A Metaphysical Supplement To The Reality Of Nature, Placed Alongside Thereof For Its Conquest.

Alas, Where Is There Still A Sea In Which One Could Drown: Thus Our Lament Resounds – Across Shallow Swamps.

The Usual False Conclusions Of Mankind Are These: A Thing Exists, Therefore It Has A Right To Exist.

Just As A Waterfall Grows Slower And More Lightly Suspended As It Plunges Down, So The Great Man Of Action Tends To Act With Greater Calmness Than His Tempestuous Desires Prior To The Deed Would Lead One To Expect.

The Lack Of Closeness Among Friends Is A Fault That Cannot Be Reprimanded Without Becoming Incurable.