Reason Is Mechanical, Wit Chemical, And Genius

There Are Ancient And Modern Poems Which Breathe, In Their Entirety And In Every Detail, The Divine Breath Of Irony. In Such Poemsthere Lives A Real Transcendental Buffoonery. Their Interior Is Permeated By The Mood Which Surveys Everything And Rises Infinitely Above Everything Limited, Even Above The Poet's Own Art, Virtue, And Genius; And Their Exterior Form By The Histrionic Style Of An Ordinary Good Italian Buffo.

Philosophy Is The True Home Of Irony, Which Might Be Defined As Logical Beauty: For Wherever Men Are Philosophizing In Spoken Or Written Dialogues, And Provided They Are Not Entirely Systematic, Irony Ought To Be Produced And Postulated; Even The Stoics Regarded Urbanity As A Virtue.

The Symmetry And Organization Of History Teaches Us That Mankind, During Its Existence And Development, Genuinely Was And Became An Individual, A Person. In This Great Personality Of Mankind, God Became Man.

Honor Is The Mysticism Of Legality

Religion And Morals Are Symmetrically Opposed, Just Like Poetry And Philosophy.