What is fear of need but need itself?

That deed which in our guilt we today call weakness, will appear tomorrow as an essential link in the complete chain of Man.

Seven times have I despised my soul: The sixth time when she despised the ugliness of a face, and knew not that it was one of her own masks.

For life goes not backward, nor tarries with yesterday.

Love is the gentle smile upon the lips of beauty.

Defeat, my defeat, my deathless courage, You and I shall laugh together with the storm, And together we shall dig graves for all that die in us, and we shall stand in the sun with a will, And we shall be dangerous

The sorrowful spirit finds relaxation in solitude. It abhors people, as a wounded deer deserts the herd and lives in a cave until it is healed or dead.