We Are All Under Sentence Of Death,

Who Then Understands The Reciprocal Flux And Reflux Of The Infinitely Great And The Infinitely Small, The Echoing Of Causes In The Abysses Of Being, And The Avalanches Of Creation?

Memory Is A Gulf That A Word Can Move To Its Lowest Depths.

Try As You Will, You Cannot Annihilate That Eternal Relic Of The Human Heart, Love.

Great Blunders Are Often Made, Like Large Ropes, Of A Multitude Of Fibers. Take The Cable Thread By Thread, Take Separately All The Little Determining Motives, You Break Them One After Another, And You Say: That Is All! Wind Them And Twist Them Together, They Become An Enormity.

In The Animal World No Creature Born To Be A Dove Turns Into A Scavenger. This Happens Only Among Men.