Wit Is An Explosion Of The Compound

When The Author Has No Idea Of What To Reply To A Critic, He Then Likes To Say: You Could Not Do It Better Anyway. This Is The Same As If A Dogmatic Philosopher Reproached A Skeptic For Not Being Able To Devise A System.

Mysteries Are Feminine; They Like To Veil Themselves But Still Want To Be Seen And Divined.

How Many Authors Are There Among Writers? Author Means Originator.

Sense (for A Particular Art, Science, Human Being, And So Forth) Is Divided Spirit; Self-restraint Is Consequently The Result Of Self-creation And Self-destruction.

Eternal Life And The Invisible World Are Only To Be Sought In God. Only Within Him Do All Spirits Dwell. He Is An Abyss Of Individuality, The Only Infinite Plenitude.