Happiness Is Obsolete: Uneconomic.

The Darkening Of The World Makes The Irrationality Of Art Rational: Radically Darkened Art.

One Must Have Tradition In Oneself, To Hate It Properly.

In The Age Of The Individual's Liquidation, The Question Of Individuality Must Be Raised Anew.

The Very People Who Burst With Proofs Of Exuberant Vitality Could Easily Be Taken For Prepared Corpses, From Whom The News Of Their Not-quite-successful Decease Has Been Withheld For Reasons Of Population Policy. Underlying The Prevalent Health Is Death. All The Movements Of Health Resemble The Reflex-movements Of Beings Whose Hearts Have Stopped Beating.

Vague Expression Permits The Hearer To Imagine Whatever Suits Him And What He Already Thinks In Any Case.