Wisdom Sets Bounds Even To

Loving And Perishing: It's Been A Rhyme All These Eternities. The Will To Love: That Is, Also Being Willing To Die.

I Know Of No Better Life Purpose Than To Perish In Attempting The Great And The Impossible.

What Europe Owes To The Jews? - Many Things, Good And Bad, And Above All One Thing Of The Nature Both Of The Best And The Worst: The Grand Style In Morality, The Fearfulness And Majesty Of Infinite Demands, Of Infinite Significations, The Whole Romanticism And Sublimity Of Moral Questionableness - And Consequently Just The Most Attractive, Ensnaring, And Exquisite Element In Those Iridescences And Allurements To Life, In The Aftersheen Of Which The Sky Of Our European Culture, Its Evening Sky, Now Glows - Perhaps Glows Out.

When Man Does Not Have Firm, Calm Lines On The Horizon Of His Life- Mountain And Forest Lines, As It Were- Then A Man's Innermost Will Becomes Agitated, Preoccupied, And Wistful.

Lift Up Your Hearts, My Brothers, High, Higher! And Don't Forget About Your Legs Either! Lift Up Your Legs As Well, You Good Dancers, And Better Yet--stand Also On Your Heads!