"All words to this point are footprints on the way a land buried deep in a bracken. Instead of foliage, a mass of of grasping hands. Breaking through to the town square, a monument stands in your honor. Without fanfare take up residence again in one of its anonymous suburbs. Hold up like a hermit and power the monument's purpose forever, "Denkmal des Taugenichts", a constant reminder to your people the dangers of folly."
- What one hears while walking by the statue of Goethe on Kaiserstrasse (Frankfurt)