I do not speak as I think, I do not think as I should, and so it all goes on in helpless darkness.

In the struggle between yourself and the world second the world.

Anyone who believes cannot experience miracles. By day one does not see any stars. Anyone who does miracles says: I cannot let goof the earth.

Art flies around truth, but with the definite intention of not getting burnt. Its capacity lies in finding in the dark void a place where the beam of light can be intensely caught, without this having been perceptible before.

Human judgment of human actions is true and void , that is to say, first true and then void.... The judgment of the word is true, the judgment in itself is void.... Only he who is a party can really judge, but as a party he cannot judge. Hence it follows that there is no possibility of judgment in the world, only a glimmer of it.

The thornbush is the old obstacle in the road. It must catch fire if you want to go further.

One must not cheat anyone, not even the world of its victory.