THE SLOW ARROW OF BEAUTY. The noblest kind of beauty is that which does not transport us suddenly, which does not make stormy and intoxicating impressions such a kind easily arouses disgust but that which slowly filters into our minds.
Friedrich NietzscheThis crown to crown the laughing man, this rose-wreath crown: I myself have set this crown upon my head, I myself have pronounced my laughter holy.
Friedrich NietzscheNo one can draw more out of things, books included, than he already knows. A man has no ears for that to which experience has given him no access.
Friedrich Nietzsche