Like Leibniz's Possible Worlds, Most Men Are

An Artist Is He Who Has His Center Within Himself. He Who Lacks This Must Choose A Particular Leader And Mediator Outside Of Himself, Not Forever, However, But Only At First. For Man Cannot Exist Without A Living Center, And If He Does Not Have It Within Himself, He May Seek It Only In A Human Being. Only A Human Being And His Center Can Stimulate And Awaken That Of Another.

All Men Are Somewhat Ridiculous And Grotesque, Just Because They Are Men; And In This Respect Artists Might Well Be Regarded As Man Multiplied By Two. So It Is, Was, And Shall Be.

An Aphorism Ought To Be Entirely Isolated From The Surrounding World Like A Little Work Of Art And Complete In Itself Like A Hedgehog.

Separate Religion From Morality, And You Have The True Energy For Evil Within Man, The Terrible, Cruel, Devastating, And Inhuman Principle Which Naturally Lies In His Spirit. Here The Division Of The Indivisible Punishes Itself Most Awfully.

The Naive Is What Is Or Appears To Be Natural, Individual, Or Classical To The Point Of Irony Or To The Point Of Continuous Alternation Of Self-creation And Self-destruction. If It Is Only Instinct, Then It Is Childlike, Childish, Or Silly; If It Is Only Intention, It Becomes Affectation.