Was That Life? Well Then, Once More!

Men Inadvertently Comport Themselves With Nobility When They Have Grown Accustomed To Wanting Nothing From Others And Always Giving To Them.

We, However, Want To Become Those We Are--human Beings Who Are New, Unique, Incomparable, Who Give Themselves Laws, Who Create Themselves. To That End We Must Become The Best Learners And Discoverers Of Everything That Is Lawful And Necessary In The World: We Must Become Physicists In Order To Be Able To Be Creators In This Sense--while Hitherto All Valuations And Ideals Have Been Based On Ignorance Of Physics Or Were Constructed So As To Contradict It. Therefore: Long Live Physics! And Even More So That Which Compels Us To Turn To Physics--our Honesty!

Convictions Are Prisons.

We Talk So Abstractly About Poetry Because All Of Us Are Usually Bad Poets.

In Every Form Of Womanly Love Something Of Motherly Love Also Comes To Light.