We Have Art So That We Shall

I Will Make An Attempt To Attain Freedom, The Youthful Soul Says To Itself; And Is It To Be Hindered In This By The Fact That Two Nations Happen To Hate And Fight One Another, Or That Two Continents Are Separated By An Ocean, Or That All Around It A Religion Is Taught With Did Not Yet Exist A Couple Of Thousand Years Ago. All That Is Not You, It Says To Itself.

In Art The End Does Not Sanctify The Means: But Sacred Means Employed Here Can Sanctify The End.

Vanity Is The Fear Of Appearing Original: It Is Thus A Lack Of Pride, But Not Necessarily A Lack Of Originality.

The World Is Beautiful, But Has A Disease Called Man.

He Who Cannot Obey Himself Will Be Commanded. That Is The Nature Of Living Creatures.