in the bankers boxIf everyone's to start biting, life won't be worth living Sudden unhapiness was hurt vanity 2Perhaps one should never put one's worship into words At first an occasion rather than a friendI cannot feel this tragedy as much as I want to Beautiful sins like beautiful things are a priviledge of the richLike that of the toes of a missing leg Art, like nature has her monstersLike most busy people he did not know one piece of poetry by heart As if I hawked up the beautiful parts of my soulHe made of it a noble lament It’s only shallow people who do not judge by appearancesEasygoing in manner, sentimental but shrewd Life and a pretend lifeKathrin had a walk-up on Lexington In the sadness of bourgeois surroundingsHer skin is creased from the grass
