A man of action forced into a state of thought is unhappy until he can get out of it.
Faith, like a guillotine. As heavy, as light.
It receives you when you come and dismisses you when you go.
Art is for the artist is only suffering through which he releases himself for further suffering.
There are only two things. Truth and lies. Truth is indivisible, hence it cannot recognize itself; anyone who wants to recognize it has to be a lie.
But eternity is not temporality at a standstill. What is oppressive about the concept of the eternal is the justification, incomprehensible to us, that time must undergo in eternity and the logical conclusion of that, the justification of ourselves as we are.