In The Colored Reflection We Have Life.

It Is So Hard That One Cannot Really Have Confidence In Doctors And Yet Cannot Do Without Them.

Time Itself Is An Element.

How Many Years Must A Man Do Nothing, Before He Can At All Know What Is To Be Done And How To Do It!

A Flippant, Frivolous Man May Ridicule Others, May Controvert Them, Scorn Them; But He Who Has Any Respect For Himself Seems To Have Renounced The Right Of Thinking Meanly Of Others.

I Am The Spirit That Negates. And Rightly So, For All That Comes To Be Deserves To Perish Wretchedly; 'twere Better Nothing Would Begin. Thus Everything That That Your Terms, Sin, Destruction, Evil Represent— That Is My Proper Element.