“We live in the mind, in ideas, in fragments. We no longer drink in the wild outer music of the streets - we remember only.”
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Art is only a means to life, to the life more abundant. It is not in itself the life more abundant. It merely points the way, something which is overlooked not only by the public, but very often by the artist himself. In becoming an end it defeats itself.
The Teutons have been singing the swan song ever since they entered the ranks of history. They have always confounded truth with death.
When one is trying to do something beyond his known powers it is useless to seek the approval of friends. Friends are at their best in moments of defeat.
The legal system is often a mystery, and we, its priests, preside over rituals baffling to everyday citizens.
