There is no pulse so sure of the state of a nation as its characteristic art product which has nothing to do with its material life.
I write for myself and strangers. The strangers, dear Readers, are an afterthought.
This is the lesson that history teaches: repetition.
There are a lot of other things besides nouns.
You are all a lost generation.
The phenomenon of nature is more splendid than the daily events of nature, certainly, so then the twentieth century is splendid.