I Can Be Thrown By The Wayside,

Every Church Is A Stone On The Grave Of A God-man: It Does Not Want Him To Rise Up Again Under Any Circumstances.

Thus I Spoke, More And More Softly; For I Was Afraid Of My Own Thoughts And The Thoughts Behind My Thoughts.

A Joke Is An Epigram On The Death Of A Feeling.

What Destroys A Man More Quickly Than To Work, Think And Feel Without Inner Necessity, Without Any Deep Personal Desire, Without Pleasure - As A Mere Automaton Of Duty?

We Are Franker Towards Others Than Towards Ourselves.