When There Is In Nature No Fixed

I Do Not Write For This Generation. I Am Writing For Other Ages. If This Could Read Me, They Would Burn My Books, The Work Of My Whole Life. On The Other Hand, The Generation Which Interprets These Writings Will Be An Educated Generation; They Will Understand Me And Say: Not All Were Asleep In The Nighttime Of Our Grandparents.

In The Middle Ages, Everything Bad Was The Work Of The Devil, Everything Good, The Work Of God. Today, The French See Everything In Reverse And Blame The Germans For It.

It Is Enough For The Evil People To Succeed, For The Good People To Do Nothing.

Treat Your Old Parents As You Would Like To Be Treated By Your Children Later.

She Was White, Perhaps Too White. Her Eyes, Which Were Almost Always Cast Down, When She Raised Them Testified To The Purest Of Souls, And When She Smiled, Revealing Her Small, White Teeth, One Might Be Tempted To Say That A Rose Is Merely A Plant, And Ivory Just An Elephant's Tusk.