War Seems To Be One

Joy Mingled With Sadness, Even With Grief, Is The Deepest Human Joy. It Winds Itself About The Soul With Indescribable Sweetness, With A Dim But Unerring Sense For What Will Some Day Be Born Of It.

Language Makes Infinite Use Of Finite Media.

Reason Cannot Desire For Man Any Condition Other Than That In Which Not Only Every Individual Enjoys The Most Absolute, Unbounded Freedom To Develop Himself Out Of Himself, In True Individuality, But In Which Physical Nature, As Well, Need Receive No Other Shaping By Human Hands Than That Which Is Given To Her Voluntarily By Each Individual, According To The Measure Of His Wants And His Inclinations, Restricted Only By The Limits Of His Energy And His Rights.

Women Are In This Respect More Fortunate Than Men, That Most Of Their Employments Are Of Such A Nature That They Can At The Same Time Be Thinking Of Quite Different Things.

Coercion May Prevent Many Transgressions; But It Robs Even Actions Which Are Legal Of A Part Of Their Beauty. Freedom May Lead To Many Transgressions, But It Lends Even To Vices A Less Ignoble Form.