In every cradle decked with rosy wreath Lurk germs of death. Hope
Look to the essence of a thing, whether it be a point of doctrine, of practice, or of interpretation. Book VIII
His world empire is still, as formerly, an under-world empire, a hospital, a subterranean empire, a Ghetto empire ... And he himself so pale, so weak, so décadent ... even the palest of the pale still became master over him. Twilight of the Idols
Without tradition, art is a flock of sheep without a shepherd. Without innovation, it is a corpse. Never Give In!
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