Only As An Aesthetic Product

With Sturdy Shoulders, Space Stands Opposing All Its Weight To Nothingness. Where Space Is, There Is Being.

Every Word Has Its Fragrance: There Is A Harmony And A Disharmony Of Fragrances, And Hence Of Words.

This Is One Of The Stout-hearted Old Warriors: He Is Angry With Civilization Because He Supposes That Its Aim Is To Make All Goodthings--honors, Treasures, Beautiful Women--accessible Even To Cowards.

The Best Friend Will Probably Acquire The Best Wife, Because A Good Marriage Is Founded On The Talent For Friendship.

Whatever Harm The Evil May Do, The Harm Done By The Good Is The Most Harmful Harm.