There They Laugh: They Do Not Understand

One Lives For The Day, One Lives Very Fast, One Lives Very Irresponsibly: Precisely This Is Called "freedom."

Lying Very Still And Thinking Very Little Is The Most Inexpensive Medicine For All The Sicknesses Of The Soul, And When Administered With Good Intentions It Grows More And More Pleasant With Each Passing Hour.

In Order To Be Able Thus To Misjudge, And Thus To Grant Left-handed Veneration To Our Classics, People Must Have Ceased To Know Them. This, Generally Speaking, Is Precisely What Has Happened. For, Otherwise, One Ought To Know That There Is Only One Way Of Honoring Them, And That Is To Continue Seeking With The Same Spirit And With The Same Courage, And Not To Weary Of The Search.

We Criticize A Man Or A Book Most Sharply When We Sketch Out Their Ideal.

And We Should Consider Every Day Lost On Which We Have Not Danced At Least Once. And We Should Call Every Truth False Which Was Not Accompanied By At Least One Laugh.