Nature is a petrified magic city.
Humanity is a comic role.
Mathematics is the Life of the Gods.
Play is experimenting with chance.
If the world is a precipitation of human nature, so to speak, then the divine world is a sublimation of the same. Both occur in one act. No precipitation without sublimation. What goes lost there in agility, is won here.
Only as far as a man is happily married to himself is he fit for married life and family life in general.