He Who Has Religion Will Speak Poetry.

The Symmetry And Organization Of History Teaches Us That Mankind, During Its Existence And Development, Genuinely Was And Became An Individual, A Person. In This Great Personality Of Mankind, God Became Man.

Man Is Free Whenever He Produces Or Manifests God, And Through This He Becomes Immortal.

Whoever Has Not Arrived At The Clear Insight That There Might Be Greatness Entirely Outside His Own Sphere For Which He Has No Understanding, Whoever Does Not Have At Least A Dim Inkling In Which Area Of The Human Spirit This Greatness Might Be Situated: He Is Within His Own Sphere Either Without Genius, Or He Has Not Educated Himself Up To The Point Of The Classical Attitude.

Religion Can Emerge In All Forms Of Feeling: Here Wild Anger, There The Sweetest Pain; Here Consuming Hatred, There The Childlike Smile Of Serene Humility.

There Is So Much Poetry, And Yet Nothing Is More Rare Than A Poetic Work. This Is What The Masses Make Out Of Poetical Sketches, Studies, Aphorisms, Trends, Ruins, And Raw Material.