We Have Art In Order

I Know Of No Better Life Purpose Than To Perish In Attempting The Great And The Impossible.

When We Cannot Stand Certain People, We Try To Have Suspicions About Them.

We Think That Play And Fairytales Belong To Childhood - How Shortsighted That Is! As Though We Would Want At Any Time In Our Life To Live Without Play And Fairytales! We Give These Things Other Names, To Be Sure, And Feel Differently About Them, But Precisely This Is The Evidence That They Are The Same Things, For The Child Too Regards Play As His Work And Fairy Tales As His Truth. The Brevity Of Life Ought To Preserve Us From A Pedantic Division Of Life Into Different Stages - As Though Each Brought Something New.

You Shall Not Steal! You Shall Not Kill! Such Words Were Once Called Holy; Before Them People Bowrd Their Knees And Heads, And Removed Their Shoes. But I Ask You: Where Have There Ever Been Better Thieves And Killers In The World Than Such Holy Words Have Been? Is There Not In All Of Life Itself - Robbing And Killing? And When Such Words Were Called Holy, Was Not Truth Itself Thereby - Killed?

The Real World Is Much Smaller Than The Imaginary