Our Bodies Are Molded Rivers.

Most Observers Of The French Revolution, Especially The Clever And Noble Ones, Have Explained It As A Life-threatening And Contagious Illness. They Have Remained Standing With The Symptoms And Have Interpreted These In Manifold And Contrary Ways. Some Have Regarded It As A Merely Local Ill. The Most Ingenious Opponents Have Pressed For Castration. They Well Noticed That This Alleged Illness Is Nothing Other Than The Crisis Of Beginning Puberty.

The Artist Stands On The Human Being As A Statue Does On A Pedestal.

The World Must Become Romanticized, And In That Way We Find Again Its Original Meaning For Us.

The Brains -the Thinking Organs- Are The World Producers -nature's Genitals.

Every Disease Is A Musical Problem; Every Cure Is A Musical Solution.