All Thinking Of The Religious

There Is No Self-knowledge But An Historical One. No One Knows What He Himself Is Who Does Not Know His Fellow Men, Especially The Most Prominent One Of The Community, The Master's Master, The Genius Of The Age.

Is It Not Superfluous To Write More Than One Novel If The Writer Has Not Become, Say, A New Man? Obviously, All The Novels Of An Author Not Infrequently Belong Together And Are To A Certain Degree Only One Novel.

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.

Philosophy Is The True Home Of Irony, Which Might Be Defined As Logical Beauty: For Wherever Men Are Philosophizing In Spoken Or Written Dialogues, And Provided They Are Not Entirely Systematic, Irony Ought To Be Produced And Postulated; Even The Stoics Regarded Urbanity As A Virtue.

The Meanest Authors Have At Least This Similarity With The Great Author Of Heaven And Earth, That They Usually Say After A Completed Day Of Work: "and Behold, What He Had Done Was Good.