A Man Who Is Very Busy Seldom

All Philosophy Is A Form Of Confession.

Books That Teach Us To Dance: There Are Writers Who, By Portraying The Impossible As Possible, And By Speaking Of Morality And Genius As If Both Were High-spirited Freedom, As If Man Were Rising Up On Tiptoe And Simply Had To Dance Out Of Inner Pleasure.

As Though "the Truth" Were Such An Innocent And Incompetent Creature As To Require Protectors!

Whatever Is Profound Loves Masks; What Is Most Profound Even Hates Image And Parable.

Man Is No Longer An Artist, He Has Become A Work Of Art.