A Nation Is A Detour

The Lonely One Offers His Hand Too Quickly To Whomever He Encounters.

But It Is The Same With Man As With The Tree. The More He Seeketh To Rise Into The Height And Light, The More Vigorously Do His Roots Struggle Earthward, Downward, Into The Dark And Deep — Into The Evil.

In Heaven, All The Interesting People Are Missing.

Man's Maturity: To Have Regained The Seriousness That He Had As A Child At Play.

A Woman's Pity, Which Is Talkative, Carries The Sick Person's Bed To The Public Marketplace.