Art can make the old surprising, and the new and sudden soothing.

When truth is divided, errors multiply.

All beauty is a making one of opposites, and the making one of opposites is what we are going after in ourselves.

Concealment is equated, unknowingly to ourselves, with individuality; the more we conceal the more it seems we are asserting our very personality, resisting a somewhat repellent, unwelcome intrusion of other things into ourselves.

There is not one thing that music does which does not say something about how a person should organize himself, too.

If a mistake is not a stepping stone, it is a mistake.

The resolution of conflict in self is like the making one of opposites in art.