Freedom Requires Guns.

The Real Genres: Good And Bad.

You Say I'm Small? I Certainly Can Relate, Although It Is A Matter Of Perspective. The Distance Is Deceptive, My Friend, You Standtoo Low.

No One Will Stop To Help You When You Are In Need, But Everyone Forces Opinions Upon You That You Do Not Require.

Do Hurry And Proclaim The Concordat. Then Castrate Yourselves To Keep From Sinning.

The Way In Which Modern German Poetry Follows Theories Reminds Me Of Pupils Who, Scolded By Their Teacher For Their Insubordination, Justify Themselves By Saying That They Invented New Rules Of Propriety According To Which They Are Quite Well- Behaved.