We Are All Under Sentence Of Death,

Melancholy Is The Pleasure Of Being Sad.

A Bird Sings, A Child Prattles, But It Is The Same Hymn; Hymn Indistinct, Inarticulate, But Full Of Profound Meaning.

Love Is Reducing The Universe To One Being.

What Is Called Honors And Dignities, And Even Honor And Dignity, Is Generally Fool's Gold.

In The Animal World No Creature Born To Be A Dove Turns Into A Scavenger. This Happens Only Among Men.