The Terrible Thing About The Quest For

The Human Mind Is So Complex And Things Are So Tangled Up With Each Other That, To Explain A Blade Of Straw, One Would Have To Take To Pieces An Entire Universe. A Definition Is A Sack Of Flour Compressed Into A Thimble.

In Order To Understand Life It Is Not Only Necessary Not To Be Indifferent To Men, But Not To Be Indifferent To Flocks, To Trees. One Should Be Indifferent To Nothing.

Since Art Is The Expression Of Beauty And Beauty Can Be Understood Only In The Form Of The Material Elements Of The True Idea It Contains, Art Has Become Almost Uniquely Feminine. Beauty Is Woman, And Also Art Is Woman.

Extraordinarily Excessive Sensuality It May Be .. But It All Comes Down To The Same Thing In The End, And One Means Is Surely As Good As Another, Since The End Obtained Is Always The Same. In Any Case The Exceptional, Endlessly Repeated, Is No Different Than The Banal; And Unceasing Recapitulation Can Add Nothing, In The End, To The Sum Of Experience. I Am Weary And Hopeless Three Times The Dupe. Why Have You Trained Me In The Shame Of Abominable Sins?

A Definition Is A Sack Of Flour Compressed Into A Thimble