The Substance, The Essence, The Spirit Is

In Duty The Individual Acquires His Substantive Freedom

The Heart-throb For The Welfare Of Humanity Therefore Passes Into The Ravings Of An Insane Self-conceit, Into The Fury Of Consciousness To Preserve Itself From Destruction; And It Does This By Expelling From Itself The Perversion Which It Is Itself, And By Striving To Look On It And Express It As Something Else.

The Spirit Is Never At Rest, But Always Engaged In Progressive Motion, Giving Itself New Form.

The State Is The Divine Idea As It Exists On Earth.

Poetry Is The Universal Art Of The Spirit Which Has Become Free In Itself And Which Is Not Tied Down For Its Realization To External Sensuous Material; Instead, It Launches Out Exclusively In The Inner Space And The Inner Time Of Ideas And Feelings.