Laziness Is The One Divine Fragment Of

A Definition Of Poetry Can Only Determine What Poetry Should Be And Not What Poetry Actually Was And Is; Otherwise The Most Concise Formula Would Be: Poetry Is That Which At Some Time And Some Place Was Thus Named.

Wit As An Instrument Of Revenge Is As Infamous As Art Is As A Means Of Sensual Titillation.

Philosophy Still Moves Too Much Straight Ahead, And Is Not Yet Cyclical Enough.

No Idea Is Isolated, But Is Only What It Is Among All Ideas.

What Is Lost In The Good Or Excellent Translation Is Precisely The Best.