“For our generation walks as in Hades, without the divine.”

“Holy spirits, you walk up there in the light, on soft earth. Shining god-like breezes touch upon you gently, as a woman's fingers play music on holy strings.Like sleeping infants the gods breathe without any plan; the spirit flourishes continually in them, chastely kept, as in a small bud, and their holy eyes look out in still eternal clearness.A place to rest isn't given to us. Suffering humans decline and blindly fall from one hour to the next, like water thrown from cliff to cliff, year after year, down into the Unknown.”

“But where the danger is, also grows the saving power.”

“Near and hard to graspIs the God. But where danger isDeliverance also grows”

“Ein Gott ist der Mensch, wenn er träumt, ein Bettler, wenn er nachdenkt.”

“For the mindful god does detest untimely growth.”

“I grew up in the arms of the gods.”