Hypocrite reader my fellow my brother!

Hypocrite reader - my fellow - my brother!

Hypocritical reader, my double, my brother!

Life is sad enough without people writing sad books.

Modernity signifies the transitory, the fugitive, the contingent, the half of art of which the other half is the eternal and the immutable.

As a small child, I felt in my heart two contradictory feelings, the horror of life and the ecstasy of life.