From outside one will always triumphantly impress theories upon the world and then fall straight into the ditch one has dug, but only from inside will one keep oneself and the world quiet and true.

It receives you when you come and dismisses you when you go.

Our art is a way of being dazzled by truth: the light on the grotesquely grimacing retreating face is true, and nothing else.

He who seeks does not find, but he who does not seek will be found.

Now I can look at you in peace; I don't eat you any more.

If what was supposed to have been destroyed in Paradise was destructible, then it was not decisive; but if it was indestructible, then we are living in a false belief.

If I shall exist eternally, how shall I exist tomorrow?