It is not worth the bother of killing yourself, since you always kill yourself too late.

To Foreswear vengeance is to chain oneself to forgiveness, to flounder in pardon, to be tainted by the hatred smothered within.

I am like a broken puppet whose eyes have fallen inside.

A civilization begins to decline the moment Life becomes its sole obsession.

Pursued by our origins... we all are.

What music appeals to in us it is difficult to know; what we do know is that music reaches a zone so deep that madness itself cannot penetrate there.

Thinking should be like musical meditation. Has any philosopher pursued a thought to its limits the way Bach or Beethoven develop and exhaust a musical theme? Even after having read the most profound thinkers, one still feels the need to begin anew. Only music gives definitive answers.