Pity Is Extolled As The

When I Seek Another Word For 'music', I Never Find Any Other Word Than 'venice'

I Hate Who Steals My Solitude, Without Really Offer Me In Exchange Company.

Women Are Quite Able To Make Friends With A Man; But To Preserve Such A Friendship - That No Doubt Requires The Assistance Of A Slight Physical Antipathy

Where There Is Happiness, There Is Found Pleasure In Nonsense. The Transformation Of Experience Into Its Opposite, Of The Suitable Into The Unsuitable, The Obligatory Into The Optional (but In Such A Manner That This Process Produces No Injury And Is Only Imagined In Jest), Is A Pleasure.

This Is The Fundamental Idea Of Culture, Insofar As It Sets But One Task For Each Of Us: To Further The Production Of The Philosopher, Of The Artist, And Of The Saint Within Us And Outside Us, And Thereby To Work At The Consummation Of Nature.