The Mother Of Excess Is Not Joy

All Of Life Is A Dispute Over Taste And Tasting.

Indeed, At Hearing The News That 'the Old God Is Dead', We Philosophers And 'free Spirits' Feel Illuminated By A New Dawn; Our Heart Overflows With Gratitude, Amazement, Forebodings, Expectation - Finally The Horizon Seems Clear Again, Even If Not Bright; Finally Our Ships May Set Out Again, Set Out To Face Any Danger; Every Daring Of The Lover Of Knowledge Is Allowed Again; The Sea, Our Sea, Lies Open Again; Maybe There Has Never Been Such An 'open Sea'.

He Who Laughs Best Today, Will Also Laughs Last.

Contentment Preserves One From Catching Cold. Has A Woman Who Knew That She Was Well Dressed Ever Caught A Cold? No, Not Even When She Had Scarcely A Rag On Her Back.

But Eternal Liveliness Is What Counts: What Does "eternal Life" Matter, Or Life At All?