Wit Is An Explosion Of The Compound

That Which Reminds Us Of Nature And Thus Stimulates A Feeling For The Infinite Abundance Of Life Is Beautiful. Nature Is Organic,and Therefore The Highest Beauty Is Forever Vegetative; And The Same Is True For Morality And Love.

Every Good Man Progressively Becomes God. To Become God, To Be Man, And To Educate Oneself, Are Expressions That Are Synonymous.

Eternal Life And The Invisible World Are Only To Be Sought In God. Only Within Him Do All Spirits Dwell. He Is An Abyss Of Individuality, The Only Infinite Plenitude.

Art And Works Of Art Do Not Make An Artist; Sense And Enthusiasm And Instinct Do.

Wit Is Absolutely Sociable Spirit Or Aphoristic Genius.