But He Who Dies In Despair Has

He Who Stands Aloof Runs The Risk Of Believing Himself Better Than Others And Misusing His Critique Of Society As An Ideology For His Private Interest. While He Gropingly Forms His Own Life In The Frail Image Of A True Existence, He Should Never Forget Its Frailty, Nor How Little The Image Is A Substitute For True Life. Against Such Awareness, However, Pulls The Momentum Of The Bourgeois Within Him.

When All Actions Are Mathematically Calculated, They Also Take On A Stupid Quality.

In Anglo-saxon Countries The Prostitutes Look As If They Purveyed, Along With Sin, The Attendant Pains Of Hell.

The Forms Of Art Reflect The History Of Man More Truthfully Than Do Documents Themselves.

The Thought That Murders The Wish That Fathered It Will Be Overtaken By The Revenge Of Stupidity