The World Is Chaos. Nothingness Is The

Only One Thing Abides: An Infinite Beauty That Passes From Form To Form, Eternally Changed And Revealed Afresh.

One Must Love Humanity In Order To Reach Out Into The Unique Essence Of Each Individual: No One Can Be Too Low Or Too Ugly.

People Like Us Are Unhappy In This World And In The Next, I Guess If We Made It To Heaven, We'd Have To Help Make It Thunder.

The Breath Of An Aristocrat Is The Death Rattle Of Freedom.

I'll Know How To Die With Courage; That Is Easier Than Living.