In argument similes are like songs in love; they describe much, but prove nothing.

It is only our conception of time that makes us call the Last Judgement by this name. It is, in fact, a kind of martial law.

I am on the hunt for constructions. I come into a room and find them whitely merging in a corner.

We are sinful not only because we have eaten of the Tree of Knowledge, but also because we have not yet eaten of the Tree of Life. The state in which we are is sinful, irrespective of guilt.

All language is but a poor translation.

The person I am in the company of my sisters has been entirely different from the person I am in the company of other people. Fearless, powerful, surprising, moved as I otherwise am only when I write.

The experience of life consists of the experience which the spirit has of itself in matter and as matter, in mind and as mind, in emotion, as emotion, etc.