Evil is the radiation of the human consciousness in certain transitional positions. It is not actually the sensual world that is amere appearance; what is so is the evil of it, which, admittedly, is what constitutes the sensual world in our eyes.

It requires enormous presence of mind or rather quickness of wit, when opening your eyes to seize hold as it were of everything in the room at exactly the same place where you had let it go on the previous evening. That is why the moment of waking up was the riskiest moment of the day. Once that was well over without deflecting you from your orbit, you could take heart of grace for the rest of the day.

A book should serve as an axe to the ice inside us.

There is a goal but no way; what we call the way is mere wavering.

Martyrs do not underrate the body, they allow it to be elevated on the cross. In this they are at one with their antagonists.

The true word leads; the untrue misleads.

Kill me, or you are a murderer.