The things one can express with the hand, with the head, with the shoulders! How many useless and encumbering words then disappear! What economy!
“The certain prospect of death could sweeten every life with a precious and fragrant drop of levity — and now you strange apothecary souls have turned it into an ill-tasting drop of poison that makes the whole of life repulsive.”
Friedrich Nietzche | “The Wanderer and His Shadow”