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Love Is An Ideal Thing, Marriage A Real Thing

Tell Me, How Do You Cope So Calmly With Crazy Youth's Arrogant Way? Indeed, Youth Would Be Insufferable, Had I Myself Not Also Been Insufferable.

The Biggest Problem With Every Art Is By The Use Of Appearance To Create A Loftier Reality.

Whatever Is The Lot Of Humankind I Want To Taste Within My Deepest Self. I Want To Seize The Highest And The Lowest, To Load Its Woe And Bliss Upon My Breast, And Thus Expand My Single Self Titanically And In The End Go Down With All The Rest.

Wild Dreams Torment Me As I Lie. And Though A God Lives In My Heart, Though All My Power Waken At His Word, Though He Can Move My Every Inmost Part - Yet Nothing In The Outer World Is Stirred. Thus By Existence Tortured And Oppressed I Crave For Death, I Long For Rest.