Nature Is A Petrified Magic City.

Darwin Remarks That We Are Less Dazzled By The Light At Waking, If We Have Been Dreaming Of Visible Objects. Happy Are Those Who Have Here Dreamt Of A Higher Vision! They Will The Sooner Be Able To Endure The Glories Of The World To Come.

The Artist Stands On The Human Being As A Statue Does On A Pedestal.

A Certain Degree Of Solitude Seems Necessary To The Full Growth And Spread Of The Highest Mind; And Therefore Must A Very Extensive Intercourse With Men Stifle Many A Holy Germ, And Scare Away The Gods, Who Shun The Restless Tumult Of Noisy Companies And The Discussion Of Petty Interests.

The World Must Be Romanticized. In This Way The Originary Meaning May Be Found Again.

Philosophy Is Really Nostalgia, The Desire To Be At Home.