Only He Who Possesses A Personal Religion,

Wit Is The Appearance, The External Flash, Of Fantasy. Hence Its Divinity And The Similarity To The Wit Of Mysticism.

A Critic Is A Reader Who Ruminates. Thus, He Should Have More Than One Stomach.

There Are Writers In Germany Who Drink The Absolute Like Water; And There Are Books In Which Even The Dogs Make References To The Infinite.

Every Uneducated Person Is A Caricature Of Himself.

Irony Is A Clear Consciousness Of An Eternal Agility, Of The Infinitely Abundant Chaos.