Art For Art's Sake Is An Empty

Ever Since Time Began The World Has Seemed Stupid To Those Who Aren't Stupid Themselves. It Was To Avoid That Annoyance That I Became Stupid Myself, As Fast As Ever I Could. Sheer Egoism, No Doubt.

It Is Love, Not Faith, That Moves Mountains.

Death Must No Longer Be Either The Penalty For Prosperity Or The Consolation Of Misery. God Did Not Destine It To Be Either The Punishment Or The Compensation For Life.

We Must Love Stupid People Better Than Ourselves; Are They Not The Really Unfortunate Ones Of This World? Do Not People Without Taste And Without Ideal Grow Constantly Weary, Rejoicing In Nothing, And Being Quite Useless Here Below?

Happiness Lies In The Consciousness We Have Of It.