I've Never Been On Good

Who Claims That The Heathen's View Of The World Is Incorrect? Life Gives You Nothing! It Is Ruled By False Gods! Nothing Remains True To You But Your Own Self; Provided You Remain True To It.

Art Is Eternally Young, But The Poet Ages. If Only He Remained As Young As Art! If Only It Aged With Him!

Whoever Places His Trust Into A System Will Soon Be Without A Home. While You Are Building Your Third Story, The Two Lower Ones Have Already Been Dismantled.

In Early Times, Before The Floods Swept Across The World, There Was Life, Albeit Odd, As One Can See From The Fossils Of Mammoth Bones, And There Was The Regime Of Prince Metternich.

The Present Is Never Poetic As It Serves Necessity, Necessity, However, Is Prosaic.