Irony (n.) is a longing that will not let itself go into action because it is frightened of being polluted by contact with finitude.
Irony (n.) is often bare of true seriousness, likes to delight in villains, and ends in heartfelt longing instead of doing.
Irony (n.) in the Romantic sense treats every creation as worthless next to the endlessly creative I, and so ends in longing and a God-forsaken world.
Irony (n.) is the self, clothed in a mask, proclaiming the absurdity of a single property wanting to be something on its own account.
Irony (n.) is the art of annihilating everything everywhere — unlike comedy, it destroys the excellent and solid along with what is hollow.
Irony (n.) was for Plato a weapon against persons, never the final form of thought — he ended the back-and-forth of opinion by sinking it in the idea.
Irony (n.) touches the Homeric gods, who hover in a magic light between poetry and actuality — the poet takes them seriously and yet treats their outward form ironically.
Irony (n.) treats objective good as only an image conviction summons and dismisses — 'thus I hover over a dim and monstrous space, calling up phantoms and dispersing them at will.'
Irony (n.) in Socrates' style is dialectic in its subjective shape: pretending to want instruction, asking until the other says the opposite of what he began with.
Irony (n.) in the Romantic sense says: "It is not the subject-matter which is excellent, but I am the excellent thing" — the self that toys with law and enjoys itself only by letting the highest be submerged.