The Devil Is An Optimist If He

A Snob Is Unreliable. The Work He Praises Might Just Be Good.

Sorrento, August. For Two Weeks Now I Haven't Heard A German Word Or Understood An Italian One. This Way One Can Manage To Live With People; Everything Goes Like Clockwork And No Irksome Misunderstanding Can Arise.

Many Talents Preserve Their Precociousness Right Into Old Age.

Satire Chooses And Knows No Objects. It Arises By Fleeing From Them And Their Forcing Themselves Upon It.

We Are Sacrificing Ourselves For Our Ready-made Goods; We Are Consumers And Live In Such A Way That The Means May Consume The End.