Joy Wants The Eternity Of All Things,

One Must Cease Letting Oneself Be Eaten When One Tastes Best: That Is Known To Those Who Want To Be Loved Long.

They Call You Heartless; But You Have A Heart And I Love You For Being Ashamed To Show It.

Books For General Reading Always Smell Bad; The Odor Of Common People Hangs Around Them.

Follow In The Footsteps Of Your Fathers' Virtue! How Could You Hope To Climb High Unless Your Fathers' Will Climbs With You?

The Hour-hand Of Life --- Life Consists Of Rare, Isolated Moments Of The Greatest Significance, And Of Innumerably Many Intervals, During Which At Best The Silhouettes Of Those Moments Hover About Us. Love, Springtime, Every Beautiful Melody, Mountains, The Moon, The Sea - All These Speak Completely To The Heart But Once, If In Fact They Ever Do Get A Chance To Speak Completely. For Many Men Do Not Have Those Moments At All, And Are Themselves Intervals And Intermissions In The Symphony Of Real Life.