Mozart, The Last Chord Of

Around The Hero Everything Turns Into A Tragedy, Around The Demigod, A Satyr-play, And Around God--what? Perhaps A "world"?

The Great Epochs Of Our Life Come When We Gain The Courage To Rechristen Our Evil As What Is Best In Us.

The State Is The Coldest Of All Cold Monsters, And Coldly It Tells Lies, And This Lie Drones On From Its Mouth: 'i, The State, Am The People'.

The World Was Conquered Through The Understanding Of Dogs; The World Exists Through The Understanding Of Dogs.

Life Is An Instinct For Growth, For Survival, For The Accumulation Of Forces, For Power.