Since Love Is Folly, A Foolish Woman

Even With Limited Intelligence, Knowing Oneself Is Not As Difficult As Some Say, But To Act According To What One Has Realized About Oneself In Real Life Is As Difficult As Practicing Anything Else, Compared To Theory.

Bunglers And Pedants Judge Art According To Genre; They Approve Of This And Dismiss That Genre, But Instead Of Genres, The Open-minded Connoisseur Appreciates Only Individual Works.

Man Will Return To His Origins. Goethe Has Finally Become As Squiggly As The City Of His Fathers.

A Person Who Looks Different All The Time Frightens Me. Only One Animal Changes Its Skin: The Snake.

Since People No Longer Attend Church, Theater Remains As The Only Public Service, And Literature As The Only Private Devotion.