Everything Resembles The Truth, Everything Can Happen

Always Think Of What Is Useful And Not What Is Beautiful. Beauty Will Come Of Its Own Accord.

Perfect Nonsense Goes On In The World. Sometimes There Is No Plausibility At All

The More Debris There Is The More It Will Show The Governor's Activity.

Steeds, Steeds, What Steeds! Has The Whirlwind A Home In Your Manes?

As It Is So Strangely Ordained In This World, What Is Amusing Will Turn Into Being Gloomy, If You Stand Too Long Before It, And Then God Knows What Ideas May Not Stray Into The Mind... Why Is It That Even In Moments Of Unthinking, Careless Gaiety A Different And Strange Mood Comes Upon One?