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The Highest Purpose Of Intellectual Cultivation Is To Give A Man A Perfect Knowledge And Mastery Of His Own Inner Self.

The Art Of Writing Books Is Not Yet Invented. But It Is At The Point Of Being Invented. Fragments Of This Nature Are Literary Seeds. There May Be Many An Infertile Grain Among Them: Nevertheless, If Only Some Come Up!

Humanity Is A Comic Role.

I Was Still Blind, But Twinkling Stars Did Dance Throughout My Being's Limitless Expanse, Nothing Had Yet Drawn Close, Only At Distant Stages I Found Myself, A Mere Suggestion Sensed In Past And Future Ages.

The World Must Become Romanticized, And In That Way We Find Again Its Original Meaning For Us.