My Time Has Not Yet Come Either;

Spirit Is The Life That Itself Cuts Into Life: With Its Own Torment It Increases Its Own Knowledge. Did You Already Know That?

Whenever The Truth Is Uncovered, The Artist Will Always Cling With Rapt Gaze To What Still Remains Covering Even After Such Uncovering; But The Theoretical Man Enjoys And Finds Satisfaction In The Discarded Covering And Finds The Highest Object Of His Pleasure In The Process Of An Ever Happy Uncovering That Succeeds Through His Own Efforts.

Dreadful Experiences Raise The Question Whether He Who Experiences Them, Is Not Something Dreadful Also.

Some People Appear To Be More Meager In Talent Than They Are, Just Because The Tasks They Set Themselves Are Always Too Great.

Invisible Threads Are The Strongest Ties.