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Stupidity In A Woman Is Unfeminine.

Such Men Alone Are My Readers, My Proper Readers, My Preordained Readers. Of What Account Are The Rest? The Rest Are Simply... Humanity. One Must Be Superior To Humanity In Power, In Loftiness Of Soul- In Contempt.

When We Cannot Stand Certain People, We Try To Have Suspicions About Them.

The Germans Are Incapable Of Any Conception Of Greatness: Proof Schumann.

Nothing Ever Succeeds Which Exuberant Spirits Have Not Helped To Produce.