So Dear Night The Half Of Life

To Tremble Before Anticipated Evils Is To Bemoan What Thou Hast Never Lost.

Blood Is A Juice Of Rarest Quality. [ger., Blut Ist Ein Ganz Beondrer Saft.]

The Arts Are The Salt Of The Earth; As Salt Relates To Food, The Arts Relate To Technology.

Normally, The Sciences Distance Themselves From Life And The Return To It Via A Detour.

Against Great Advantages In Another, There Are No Means Of Defending Ourselves Except Love.