Man Must Become Better And More Evil.

O Sancta Simplicitas! What Strange Simplification And Falsification Mankind Lives On! One Can Never Cease To Marvel Once One Has Acquired Eyes For This Marvel! How We Have Made Everything Around Us Bright And Free And Easy And Simple! How We Have Known How To Bestow On Our Senses A Passport To Everything Superficial, On Our Thoughts A Divine Desire For Wanton Gambling And False Conclusions! - How We Have From The Very Beginning Understood How To Retain Our Ignorance So As To Enjoy An Almost Inconceivable Freedom, Frivolity, Impetuosity, Bravery, Cheerfulness Of Life, So As To Enjoy Life!

I Cannot Believe In A God Who Wants To Be Praised All The Time.

Thus The Man Who Is Responsive To Artistic Stimuli Reacts To The Reality Of Dreams As Does The Philosopher To The Reality Of Existence; He Observes Closely, And He Enjoys His Observation: For It Is Out Of These Images That He Interprets Life, Out Of These Processes That He Trains Himself For Life.

That Grand Drama In A Hundred Acts, Which Is Reserved For The Next Two Centuries Of Europe-the Most Terrible, Most Questionable And Perhaps Also The Most Hopeful Of All Dramas.

A Little Health Now And Again Is The Ailing Person's Best Remedy.