A Joke Is An Epigram On The

Indeed, At Hearing The News That 'the Old God Is Dead', We Philosophers And 'free Spirits' Feel Illuminated By A New Dawn; Our Heart Overflows With Gratitude, Amazement, Forebodings, Expectation - Finally The Horizon Seems Clear Again, Even If Not Bright; Finally Our Ships May Set Out Again, Set Out To Face Any Danger; Every Daring Of The Lover Of Knowledge Is Allowed Again; The Sea, Our Sea, Lies Open Again; Maybe There Has Never Been Such An 'open Sea'.

The Most Unendurable Thing, To Be Sure, The Really Terrible Thing, Would Be A Life Without Habits, A Life Which Continually Required Improvisation.

A Life Without Music Is An Error.

We Are Always In Our Own Company.

He Who Does Not Desire Much More From Things Than Knowledge Of Them Easily Makes Peace With His Soul.