Everything In Italy That Is Particularly Elegant

The Death Of The Contemporary Forms Of Social Order Ought To Gladden Rather Than Trouble The Soul. Yet What Is Frightening Is That The Departing World Leaves Behind It Not An Heir, But A Pregnant Widow. Between The Death Of The One And The Birth Of The Other, Much Water Will Flow By, A Long Night Of Chaos And Desolation Will Pass.

I Am Truly Horrified By Modern Man. Such Absence Of Feeling, Such Narrowness Of Outlook, Such Lack Of Passion And Information, Such Feebleness Of Thought.

Never Was Catholicism, Never Were The Ideas Of Chivalry, Impressed On Men So Deeply, So Multifariously, As The Bourgeois Ideas.

Science, Which Cuts Its Way Through The Muddy Pond Of Daily Life Without Mingling With It, Casts Its Wealth To Right And Left, But The Puny Boatmen Do Not Know How To Fish For It.

We Could Hardly Believe That After So Many Ordeals, After All The Trials Of Modern Skepticism, There Was Still So Much Left In Our Souls To Destroy.