One That Does Not Think To Highly

Where There Is Much Light, The Shadows Are Deepest. [ger., Wo Viel Licht Is, Ist Starker Schatten.]

Whatever Is The Lot Of Humankind I Want To Taste Within My Deepest Self. I Want To Seize The Highest And The Lowest, To Load Its Woe And Bliss Upon My Breast, And Thus Expand My Single Self Titanically And In The End Go Down With All The Rest.

Everything Transitory Is But An Image.

The Human Race Is A Monotonous Affair. Most People Spend The Greatest Part Of Their Time Working In Order To Live, And What Little Freedom Remains So Fills Them With Fear That They Seek Out Any And Every Means To Be Rid Of It.

Take Life Too Seriously, And What Is It Worth? If The Morning Wake Us To No New Joys, If The Evening Bring Us Not The Hopes Of New Pleasures, Is It Worth While To Dress And Undress? Does The Sun Shine On Me Today That I May Reflect On Yesterday? That I May Endeavor To Foresee And Control What Can Neither Be Foreseen Nor Controlled - The Destiny Of Tomorrow?